Oh God, it felt so, so good; I was his for the taking. Pushing my knees up, back toward my chest he gave me a good pummeling. His stiff rod deep ins...de me, I took his every thrust with rapture. His torso was working my little knob pretty good, so it was not long before I exploded into yet another orgasm. Hubby did not let up despite my pleas to stop; he kept at me relentlessly. I came again and again and again. Oh, it was such heaven! He totally ravaged my body. My body was his to do. Annette reached behind herself, and grasping my cock, rubbed it up and down her crack. She held it against her ass hole. “Here, I think.” She said, pushing her ass hole back against my cock. “Hold on” she said, dipping my cock to her pussy, she drove it into a couple of times, getting my shaft somewhat wet and lubricated. “Now” she said, holding me against her ass hole. I popped in easier than I thought I would have. Her ass felt wonderful.We were all three fucking more or less as one, me on my. I reached out for Tabatha’s hands and guided them to behind my neck. Once she had locked them for support then my hands went exploring and caressing her arms; gently touching each fold, curve and cranny as I sought any spot that would get a reaction from her.It was when I got to her neck and then her cheeks she started blinking in surprise, apparently expecting me to head southward for her breasts right off. I pretended that I was blind, and that she is a statue I wish to examine with the. She saw Justin a few times but he was swamped with fans and had to keep to his practice routine over at the arena.In the middle of the afternoon she got a call from Diego to let her know he was back in Las Vegas and very pointedly asked her,"What the hell is a cigar doing on the bathroom sink?"She just laughed to cover her sudden sense of guilt and told him it was only an "old friend" who visited from Sacramento. It was a lie and they both knew it only Diego choose to ignore it and just tell.