I felt like my dick has been gripped by a wrench, so tightly clasped.I started to give long strokes, i used to pull almost out and then ravage again a...d bury to the hilt and i did about 6 strokes and Nelu told me she can’t hold it anymore, even i wanted to stay for sometime but i thought its nice to climax together so why not and started violently ramming her and i didn’t know what Nelu told me or whether she screamed or said anything to me, I did hear she was saying something but nothing went. When Brad got back up after making mecum, he said, “C’mon, we’re going to Bob’s Restaurantfor dinner.” I knew why he wanted to go there, they have big plateglass windows with chairs facing the street and with thetiny skirt I had on, anyone would be able to see mypussy from that angle. But after what I’d done at work,this seemed like a small thing to me.Anyway, when we got there, Brad said for me to sitalmost in the middle of the window and he would orderfor. Suddenly I could control no longer. I pinned her to the bed and started pumping like mad. She was also heaving her body up and down, I suddenly ejaculated and she held me in a wild embrace. I had climaxed far ahead of her – but she was understanding, this being our first time. She hurriedly got dressed and left without a sound. That evening and night, I was scared would she tell some one? I couldn’t sleep. The next day, I was very nervous what would happen? I waited with bated breath. Around 10. He looked at me and asked if that was how most of my weekends went, and I told him it was just like that all the time. He asked me if I ever let my hair down and got a little wild. I was telling him how that never happens. He continued to ask me if I ever got wild even when I was younger. Feeling uncomfortable with him asking me this, I answered his questions about how I had never been crazy.He went on to ask me why I always dressed so conservatively. I told him it was how my parents raised.