Like a lot of our times together, I felt bad she'd had no orgasm. Alicia did, sliding down the wall, gasping audibly. I collapsed on top of Erin, usin... her chest as a pillow. "Sorry about that."She laughed. "You should be! I can't believe you didn't have a seizure." She slapped my butt. "How are you going to mind control me now?" I meant, y'know, about the cumming." Idiot." She looked at me tenderly, running the back of her hand down my face. "You know I like being with you, orgasm or no."I. My thighs opened up, and when his hand actually brushed against my pussy, (no, I wasn't wearing panties, I've almost given up on them 'cause I love feeling the breeze waft its way up my skirt and the fact that someone might be checking me out.) I clamped my legs together and trapped him."Did I frighten you?" he asked, appearing extremely concerned."Yes, sorta, ummm I mean... it's okay." I reassured him, then prattled on. "I really don't mind, I was... err, kinda surprised, like err, we haven't. He said "You feel so good baby. Lift your hips." As she lifted her hips he slid his hands under her to her ass cheeks and pulled her tighter to his cock. Then he began fucking her hard and deep. She was moaning and thrashing and he then slid a finger in her ass and fucked it as he ravaged her cunt. He began to think how good his cock would feel in that tight asshole as he fucked her. He was able to pound her a lot longer this time and he finally gave her a huge load of his cream. He tongue. Make your self comfortable. I’m going to text my husband. I think you need another hour with me sweetie. If that’s ok?” she giggled. I just smiled and washed my hands. I kind of waddle out to the big king size bed. My jeans still around my ankles. I quickly took off my shoes and then pulled off my jeans, onto the floor ext to the bed. I had to leave my runway open for Mrs. Smith to strut back and forth for me. I heard her send two texts before she walked out to see me sitting on the bed naked..