She could grunt but the speaker phone faced away from her so she had no idea if she could be heard.The general was seated one hand on his cock the oth...r stirring a pot of Vaseline. As he spoke he took great globules of grease and gently smeared them over Rachel’s ass hole. He’d been kind enough to explain he would fuck her in the ass since she needed time for her pussy to strengthen again.His fat greased fingers pushed inside her ass putting jell deep along her rubbery shaft.The conversation. The darkness of the theater couldn't hide the fact that there were almost no empty seats. All eyes were on Marie...little more could be seen of Her than the white mini-dress illuminated by the porn playing on the big-screen.I sat at the end of a couch about half way back. Marie stood in front of me. She gently swayed, caressing Her body. She exposed one breast, then the other.A dark figure moved behind Her. Slowly exposing Her ass, one hand slid around to Her wet, bald pussy. Marie had one hand. He’d just noticed her pink lace thongs lying beside his bed and had to call. He missed her already. In the short two months they’d been together, Brian had learned he could bring Sara to orgasm just by talking. Sara explained that she was nearing Wilmington and traffic was slowing down because of construction or an accident. Brian had noticed truckers eyeing her wide-spread, tanned, long legs when he ridden with her. Knowing she was cruising on one of the heaviest truck traffic roads in. She came into the marriage with two small children and then we had more, so we never got to have the pre-children alone time most couples get before starting a family. She decided to make up for it with a vengeance.First to go were the ratty robes and the granny panties. Short, silk kimonos were now the norm. Bikini, thong, and boy shorts in bright colors replaced plain white full cuts. Soon the kimonos went, and the weekend norm was just panties, sometimes not even that. When she dressed, the.