They had continued with the foreplay until Angela arrived so, (we will call her Betty) Betty's knickers were soaking when Angela arrived at the door. ...astor John said "Angela Betty is missing sex so much and I thought you would be able to help her. We could show her what we do, that might help her and them you might be able to suggest something. Do you think that might help Betty?" "I don't know." "Well you will never know until we try. Isn't that right?" "I suppose so." Betty there are two. He put on a pot of coffee – extra strong, the way she liked it - and lit several wide candles – the kind that collected little pools of really hot wax in them. Then he got the dartboard out, hung it on the wall and stuck the handful of darts he found into it.When the coffee was ready, he poured Béla a cup and, picking up a lit candle, carried the coffee and the candle into the bedroom. Béla was lying on her stomach with her covers kicked off so that only one leg was partially covered. Her other. Every inch of my body quivered at the sensations. He hammered my pussy, making up for all the times he couldn't come because his wife wouldn't allow it. Our bodies smashed against each other. I felt his body heat radiating onto me and his breath on my neck. I can't exactly describe how I felt at the moment. The way he fucked me was different than how I'd ever been fucked before. It was hard and rough and satisfying. He slid his hands under my bra and squeezed my boobs hard as he fucked me. He. ”I demonstrated that I had a hole by bouncing up and down on the solid cock between my legs while he watched.Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.“Mmmm.” It wasn’t me who made that noise - I looked up and saw that Alex’s hand was on his penis, and he was gently fondling it.And as he fondled it, it started to grow.Seeing him finally doing something with himself got me even more turned on. Arching my back with my hands planted on the floor behind me, I upped my motion.Mutual masturbation – if that’s what Alex.