“Take off your robe! Show me that great body I know you have.”Brenda untied her robe and took it off. She stood in bra, panties, garter and stocki...gs. She looked hot and her friend continued stroking his cock.“Fuck! I don’t know why your husband doesn’t want you. If you were mine, I’d fuck you every day. Show me those beautiful breasts. When you take them out, play with those sexy boobies.”Brenda unhooked her bra and released her double-D beauties. They were quite round and very firm. Brenda. Unlike the previous time I was not afraid. This time I welcomed it. He kneeled in position behind me, locking his knees behind mine, and placed the head of his cock into the wet slit between my pussy-lips. As he did, I braced myself for taking his entire length fully back into my pussy. Unlike the previous time, I was not afraid. This time I welcomed it. I screamed into the pillow as his big cock once again slammed up against my cervix and rocked me forward into the headboard. He grabbed a hold. Tall and lean with long black hair that reaches his shoulders, and muscles that show just the right amount. His hair frames his slender face and brings out his olive green eyes and cheerful smile that never leaves his face. He plops down on the couch and beckons me to join him with his arm. I walk to the couch and and plop myself next to him on the couch stretching my legs out and resting my back on his side. He reaches for the remote and puts his legs up and stretches himself out as well. I. Her auburn hair bounced about her shoulders. God, she was so beautiful. Her stretchy, red dress clung to that rear. And her legs were so long and lush. “I'm going home.”“No you're not.” She rolled her eyes. And then she waved at me before she vanished.I was so angry I did it. I got my car and drove home. I didn't care. She could get a ride back from blond meathead or swarthy asshole. I hadn't even made it off the strip before the tears started. My mascara ran as sped back home.And found an even.