My girlfriends had everything form intrigue and passion, and flirt and I conceived myself deprived of all this. I also still had advances of different...males at that, I went on catching their eyes on me wherever I was. Sometimes I got more excited when, for example some guy stared at my sexy legs somewhere in the bus, my pussy got wet and my panties damped. I kept from flirting with all these men as I was a married one and I didn’t want to play false on my Stan. It would be Ok, but if one of my. I slid my hand into my jeans, slipping a finger inside my wet pussy. I fingered myself and played with my nipples as I listened to the intense moans and occasional slapping noises coming from the living room downstairs. It didn’t take long to bring myself to my most powerful orgasm ever.They started fucking all over the house after that. When it got too far, Tom would still send me to my room, but it took him longer each time. The next time, he started sucking on her nipples before sending me. His hard massive cock excited to make it's way through my tight little pussy. This time will be different, I'm gonna keep him in me until he cums. So it started off like this ~ We were in the back of the car seat. I was sitting on his lap, in butterfly position with my legs around his torso, grasping onto his shirt. Starring out the window, watching the rain pour through his Dodge Viper's black tinted windows. He always smelt so good, as if he just got out of the shower, his cologne was just. ‘You ok?’ I looked up and there stood, Tippi, another of the party, another old friend from way back. ‘Give me a cigarette.’ ‘You don’t smoke.’ ‘Just give me a fucking cigarette.’ Tippi sat beside me and offered me her pack, I took one and she lit it. I didn’t cough, just inhaled like I used to all those years ago. She put the pack on the seat beside me and left her lighter there between us. ‘Your mascara has run.’ I said nothing. ‘Want to tell me?’ I remained silent. ippi stood, patted my hand.