It didn't budge. Two more attempts finally reminded him the damned thing was probably locked. Flicking the switch, he pulled again.The woman fell forw...rd into the house.He caught her instinctively, left arm wrapping around her, drawing her against his fluffy robe as his right hand shoved the door back shut. Her body was wet, cold, snow falling off it onto the floor. He stood still. Slowly, his brain began noticing certain details.1. She was NOT wearing a red snowsuit as he had first. She again brought the head of my dick to the opening of her vagina, pressing my tip ever so slightly into her and pausing, as she'd done the night before. I was practically holding my breath.She pressed the head of my dick into her hole. My butt clench and I gasped; surprised I didn't cum right then. She slid me my head in and out of her in slow motions. I found my hips rising slightly to meet each one. Holding my dick tightly in her hand, she pressed me into her further. My dick could barely. Victor was coming back home from his office and he would be waiting impatiently for me to get ready...I noticed someone out of the corner of my eye. I was sure it could be Terry, who was out when I started having a shower. Then I heard Victor’s car horn blowing to hurry me up… I slipped into the black pantyhose and pulled them up. Then I slid inside my tight black dress and climbed onto my stiletto heels.The mirror gave me back a nice vision of myself…Then I felt my pantyhose wet. But I had no. . got it . . . baby . . . ," he croaked between hissing breaths. "I'm . . . almost . . . there." He was giving it to her slow and easy now, just letting his rigid cock slip lazily in and out. Jess sighed as the tension drained out of her. Her pussy was slack and wet and the slow thrusts felt good; she knew if he kept it going like that she would come again. She felt his cock thicken before he came. He groaned. She felt it throb and believed she felt the heat of his wad despite the condom. She.