“I’ll call security!” she threatened.“No cell signal in here,” he smirked, “No CCTV neither.”“You bastard,” she squealed.“You look...real fuckable when you’re angry,” he observed.“You won’t get away with this.” she protested.“I guess we both know that’s not right,” he corrected her, “Look in the mouth will mess up your makeup, in the puss no one will know.”“You’re evil,” she countered.“Nope, I’m Howard, Evel is my cousin,” he replied, “Time’s wasting, decision time.”Janie weighed up her chances. My cock could feel every ridge and texture within her vagina as she spasmed around my throbbing shaft. Niki was moaning loudly and gripping me so tightly it was getting difficult to maintain my rhythm. I pistoned in and out enjoying the sensations feeling like we had almost merged into a single being. I was riding her and she was riding me as we both raced towards our orgasms. Within a few seconds, Niki got there first.“Fuck! Fuck! Oh, holy goddamn fuck!” I heard her scream as her orgasm. Then it was our turn."You two," the man organizing the start said. "Come forward." He pointed at me. "Your name?" Mark Parker," I said.The man scowled. "Shout it, my voice is tired and Frank needs to know who you are." Mark Parker!" I shouted as commanded.The man had me stand in the tracks second lane and then pointed at Jason. "Jason Roberts!" my friend said."Lane five," the man said pointing to a spot on the track. He looked down the track. I concentrated on listening to him as I began. " She could easily see the bulge in the front of his pants and knew he was really being sincere and honest. Here he was, her own loving husband, thanking her for the flirtatious and fun time she had tonight with Brandon. She smiled back and as she ran her own hand over his bulge and said, "Your welcome, it was a little strange at first,... but I liked it, it was fun." She couldn't believe she told him this so easily now. It was like lifting a huge weight off her shoulders. She realized she.