I swept her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck while she opened the door. I ran my hands up her thighs and lifted her skirt to expose her thon... and ass cheeks. I rubbed my hard cock against her and reached around to touch her tits.She got the door open and I followed her in. She turned and threw an arm around my neck and kissed me deeply. The far wall of the room was solid glass—a big window looking out on the city. I pushed her across the room until we were up against it."Turn around,". He lays her along it, face up while he spreads her legs and arms out and down the sides. She’s a very lurid sight lying on the vaulting horse with her legs spread wide, her open pussy on display, and her mouth gagged. He plays with her pussy while Liz takes photos. He strips, and steps between her thighs. She’s shocked at seeing his thick stiff dick, she’s seen longer, but nothing that thick before. She’s really scared now, because it’s a lot thicker than she remembers it being on Friday night.. It was calm, serene almost. She tensed, I could feel that but the noise she made was more contented sigh than bellow. She bucked a little and tightened her grip on my hair but I knew it was good, satisfying.She lay back, contentedly stroking my hair.“Who is Rhonda?”“What?”“You were talking in your sleep. You said something about Rhonda.”“She was the bitch who fucked my ex, Val.” I’d mentioned her over dinner but not by name.“Ah. You going to get me some tea?”I got out of bed and wandered,. She and her BF Tom have been going out for almost a year now. "We're meeting this close friend of his. Why don't you come along?" If there's one word to describe Shereen, it's persistent. She persistently hooks me up with someone, arranges blind dates for me, ever since I've become single. My ex and I broke up because of intense jealousy. We loved each other deeply but all those fights were tormenting. Honestly, it was an exhausting relationship so we decided to end it.Back to Shereen. There's.