The pleasure intensified to first match and eventually exceed my wild expectations as I began to thrust harder and harder into Jessie's pussy. I incre...sed my speed, forcing her husband to keep up the pace in her ass.We both pumped back and forth into the same bitch, sawing in and out of her. I could hear her husband grunting beneath her and realized I was groaning myself as Jessie writhed and squealed between us, occasionally laughing as her head and legs swung between two thrusting bodies. I. "I'm ashamed to tell you, Patrick. I'm ashamed of myself and what I did to you and your father. I did a horrible thing and then I ran away. It was the only thing I could think of to do." Dad told me you had an affair." I was beginning to gather my wits about me.She was shaking her head. "No, not an affair. Something worse. A tawdry, sleazy one-night-stand with a stranger. I still get sick to my stomach when I think about it." How?"She sighed deeply. "I don't have an excuse, Patrick. I can tell. However, Jen told me that she masturbated twice while thinking of him that evening in bed.Now Paul was married -- his wife was pregnant. He saw her and they began talking and flirting. She got all wet from just looking and talking to him.Jen was sitting on a stool, facing away from the bar, with her stocking covered legs crossed. She was wearing black stockings and short, black patent leather pumps (blonds look so hot with black stockings). Jen allowed her skirt to rise above her knee a bit so. This time his voice was set at a different octave and revealed the traces of anger. He then reached down with one hand and grasped my hair and the back of my head. He pulled my head upward off the comfort of my pillow and pulled me toward his raging hard-on. I felt him shift his body again, driving his erection forward, the head bumped up against my pillowy, soft lips. After finding a closed mouth he clamped onto my hair tightly. Causing a slight scream was all he needed as he pushed the huge.