After one of them, I pulled back a little and smiled at her while brushing some of her hair off her face. "It's been two years since I first discovere... how much I like kissing you, and I must admit that I like it even more. It still ranks as one of my most favourite activities." I love you," she said as her lips descended to mine again, and I could detect a drop of moisture on my face as a single tear escaped from one of her eyes. I hugged her closely, feeling her heart beating against my own,. "I got this one, Chief."The music started up with another waltz. "Donna, would you dance this one with me?"She looked up at me with wet eyes. "Dance with you?" Yes. If you would." I would be pleased."I held her. She was unsteady. The sobs had subsided, though, and she fell into my arms for the dance. When the music died, I waved at Bubba, getting his attention, then pointed toward the door.We headed outside. I was wary, but there was a sheriff's department car sitting there."Donna, can I take. But once there were balls deep, they didn’t stop, they continued smashing her pussy on their dicks.Ritu couldn’t take it. She screamed hard as her pussy twitched on their dicks. The moment they realized Ritu was cumming, it sent them over the edge as they both came. Ritu still orgasmed continuously.She felt the warmth spreading inside and oozing out between their dicks. She felt them getting soft inside her as the pressure ripping her pussy released. They slipped out of her pussy and a sudden. I removed my bra and put the dress back on. I looked in the mirror. I really didn’t need a bra. Even at thirty seven my tits were still perky. The dress was short. It only came to the middle of my thighs. I slipped on a pear of white panties. I took one last look in the mirror. I thought to myself. “For a mother of an eighteen year old son, I still looked good. I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week.” I heard the car horn.I ran downstairs,.