“Fuck me,” she begged. She pressed her face into the cushion of the sun lounger and pushed her ass high into to air, offering him both her slut ho...es.SMACK on the other cheek. A pool of her cum gathered on the lounger beneath her. Gary’s big ten-inch monster cock has recovered and grown back to full size. He knelt behind her, holding his shaft in one hand while he rubbed the head along her slit, lubricating his cock with her cum juices.“Fuck me, please.” She begged again. The realisation she. I kept going, and Mike made no move to stop me. A few moments later I could hear that whoever had come in was pissing, and it turned me on. I was listening to the anonymous man pissing as Mike moaned. I could just imagine a golden river of urine splashing into the urinal. Then Mike pulled his shirt off and I came up, stroking him off again. The urinal flushed and the anonymous man left. Mike asked, “Can I cum on your face?” I said, “That would be awesome.” He stood and took over. He started. On the way a mix of ice and snow started to fall, I saw a disheveled looking man hitch-hiking I felt sorry for him being out in the weather so I pulled over He opened the door and before he got in he bent down picking up a pair of pink panties and black pantyhose. He held them up "Oh my i said I was wondering where they were holding my hand out for the, with a little smile and biting my lower lip. He got in holding up the pantyhose that were torn. "How did this happen" he said. "well hon when. ”“True” she said. “But, we’ll be able to find places. As long as I can find a babysitter, we”ll find a way. God you make me feel like a woman again. And trust me, no one is going to know about us, not even Vicky, and I tell her most everything.”“Yeah. I don’t think that would be wise if you told Vicky. She may not understand you having an affair.”Tracy laughed, then said, “Oh shit, she could care less if I fuck around. She hates Trace. He always picks on her and has even told her she is fat, on.