It would be better if she does this before she does too much more meddling. Tell her to send Brenda back home too. To her house, not mine."For some re...son, I felt better knowing that it was Mama who had interfered in my plans. That didn't excuse Joyce from responsibility for what she had done, but it explained it better for me. Brenda, she was just being Brenda. She never stopped to consider the consequences of her decisions.One thing hadn't changed for me. I was still determined to take care. The club had always been your favourite, though I had never understoodwhy. It called itself Subterranea and the inside was modelled to looklike caverns and grottoes. It had all been done cheaply and the clubwas dotted with the remnants of papier-mch stalagmites andstalactites, reduced to stumps by vandals and careless dancers.I had always tried to talk you into going to other clubs instead,arguing that the rough clientele Subterranea attracted always made mefeel vulnerable, but you just told. My wife was pushing her ass back onto my cock. Both women were on fire horny and enjoying the show. My wife "fuck me, fuck my ass hard do it, fuck me." T "lick my cunt, suck my clit make me cum."I fucked her deeper and harder by balls slapping that tight ass, her asshole started squeezing my cock she wanted me to cum. I fucked her hard pushing my cock into her ass. I told her I was going to cum and she pushed back hard on my cock, "cum in my ass, fill it up." T was then next to me and grabbed. She shivered with pleasure as his love piston pushed into her, pressing against her love spot, making her quiver in ecstasy.Now the fun could begin. He slowly withdrew his cock until only the knob was inside her, before slowly sliding back in and down onto her love spot. Again she quivered, a little gasp, there was no mistaking her delight. Then back out to just the knob. He repeated this action, each stroke reminding her that she wanted to cum gallons, and more than once at that.Slowly she.