. the poor thing she must be dying for a drink!" Huh! I'll bet you any money that's she's made herself one, whilst you're out on your lunch hour!"Mira...da was saved from replying by the arrival of their food.They were both hungry, so for a little while they were silent."So how did you enjoy your first morning?" Peter suddenly asked cheerfully as he paused in his eating.Miranda delayed answering whilst she chewed and swallowed her food."Well, it was for the most part straightforward enough .... Lots of I.T. offices in the bonus rooms and that sort of stuff. My wife plays tennis with a couple of the wife's once a week and she has started getting buddy buddy with one of them. Mandy is her name and she is the typical modern trophy wife. She is a five foot seven ,long blonde haired goddess. Her augmented breast stand out firm on her beautifully tanned frame. She weights about a buck and a quarter. In her tennis skirts those long legs go on for ever. One night while my wife and I where. At that point everything became about Pam, even though I was using one had to stroke my hard cock with the precum flowing from it. I totally focused on Pam’s clit. Her hips began an instinctive bucking, but somehow I maintained contact. Now – one of the most amazing things about Pam and John are their cums. More about John’s later. Pam’s cum began to build. Her voice and breath said everything. No words. Moans of delight that became longer and louder as she got there, and suddenly her whole. When she was nearing her second orgasm of the afternoon when I decided enough was enough. I stood back up, stared in to her lust-drenched eyes, then turned her around and bent her over the bonnet of our car. I wasted no time in unzipping my pants, pulling out my aching cock, and finally thrusting it in to her pussy. We both gasped in pleasure as we finally were fucking, location be damned. I put my hands on her hips and started furiously ramming her against the car. I knew it was noisy, but I.