He braced himself as Lilah begin to gain momentum, sliding in and out of his tight hole, as she spooned him from behind. He was amazed at how expertly...she was able to fuck him, her hips bumping against his muscular ass with each thrust. He moaned, lit from within with a sense of uninhibited desire, submitting completely to the moment. She seemed to love teasing him, using quick deep strokes and then settling into slower longer thrusts that almost sought to frustrate him. His hand reached back. He knew the skirt would show off the stocking tops and the gusset of her panties but decided as they were not really going out anywhere it would be a nice distraction till party time.Returning to the computer room he sat and watched as Charlady showered, mainly to ensure she did not play with herself unduly, but also because he had to admit to himself he was becoming extremely fond of his slut and he just loved to watch her without her knowledge.After some forty minutes, the shower shut off and. “ I explained.“So you’re just “friends” with my sister then?” She looked me in the eyes intently as if seeking a truth or a lie. “Well honestly, we were friends, at first, and still are I would like to think, but we are more than just friends as well.” I said with sincerity with the feeling that Gail would know if I lied to her or tried to dodge her questions. “You do know she’s married, right?” She asked. “Yes, Barb told me that, and she also explained that she was married in name only and. But, the story gets even stranger.He would drink another beer, and get hard almost immediately. He would not toke or do any other party d**g. He just did the beer. And “BOING”, he was back up. Though my wife and I were freaked by his method, my wife and I did not care how he did it. We both only cared that he did it.I remember being sent out for the second and third cold six packs. We kept him fueled. And the fuel kept working. As mentioned early in this note, he would finally fuck her about.