Now clad only in my borrowed red “fuck-me” shoes, I started to try different ways of using the pole. I tried to do a couple of spins, but really d...d not have any idea what I was doing, so I returned to just humping the pole with my bare pussy. I loved the sensation of the cool metal when my wet labia pressed against it, and I worked from one pole to the other to feel that again and again. I also learned to back into it, letting it part my buttocks and pussy lips, rubbing my "groove" up and down. I could not keep from moaning as I shut my eyes and laid my head back against his strong chest. I began rocking my hips. I wanted to climax. God, I needed my own release. I was responding to his touch.“Gary, you are turning me on so much. I want you so bad. Can you get another condom tonight?”Gary nodded.“I want to take you inside me again tonight. Would you make love to me tonight? I want you to fuck me…if you want to that is….I want you inside me so badly….will you fuck me again?”I could see. Who knows? I might even catch the eye of some local stud. Cindy hadn't been on a date since she broke up with her boyfriend two months ago. She knew she looked good, with her long blonde hair, clear skin and inviting figure. She wasn't as lean as her brother, but the body fat she had served to accentuate her curves, giving her full hips, a smooth (if not completely flat) stomach, sleek thighs she knew men loved, and generous C-cup breasts. No, it wasn't her appearance, she had just concentrated. We had to be very careful though, she was married and her life would be shattered if we were caught. Moreover, her son and I were c***dhood friends and I had no intention of letting him get even a scent of our indiscretions. But there were times when she absolutely needed to have me, when she couldn't hold it in any longer -- usually when we hadn't been able to fuck for 4-5 days. This was one such moment.I got a call from Sunita at 11 pm, her voice husky with desire over the phone,"Baby, what.