Our eager panting faces were inches apart then our mouths were locking. The fierceness of that kiss was wonderful. Pure a****l lust expressing itself ...o powerfully! Our tongues and lips and teeth thrashed and worked and devoured. My cock shuttled in and out tirelessly. I slid one hand up between us to grip a jiggling breast. I pawed and twisted the rigid nipple in time to my hammering fuckstrokes. Her thighs were spread so awkwardly as she sought to aid those manic , cuntsplitting thrusts. Then. .” Chip forced a laugh, “Sorry George, but I think I might be short on favors today.” “Honey, at least listen to him.” Chip's wife Anne sat on a stool in the corner with a pile of papers of her own. She may have once been pretty, but her cancer was common knowledge among the staff. It was in remission as far as George knew, but the ravages of chemotherapy had taken their toll. She looked thin, pale, and weak. She always wore a ripped camp tee shirt around her head as a bandanna to cover. Her legs started to tremble. I knew what to do next. We fell on our sides so I could be the big spoon. I tucked her knees up to her tits and then held one leg in the air so I could really let the fast motion from my hips allow me to slide in and out of her tiring pussy. The position was just right for us both. My body rubbed against her pert ass cheeks as my cock pounded her G-spot once more. I didn’t wait for instruction. I began to rub her clit with her own sweet juices, telling her in her. He selected a door and with a quick glance over his shoulder in my direction, shut and locked it behind him with the little slide bolt. A little green light over the door went on a moment later.My intense sexual curiosity was burning a hole in my tight black bikini briefs. I went to the counter and took out my wallet."$5 minimum," said the cashier with a smirk.I handed over the bill and he handed me $5 in quarters. I headed toward the hall, shaking a bit as I usually did from excitement at.