HotCrossBuns: At your house, in your bed. Hold that thought, I'm going to go lock the door, I don't want an interruption. Sweetlou14: Tell me when you...re ready. Mary flipped the lights off and hung a 'be back soon' sign on the door. She went to the back, pulled her jeans off, and sat down in her chair. For a brief second she thought about calling Lou off, and just chatting. She could really use the distraction though, and hey, if Joe worked out... well then she was going to have to give up Lou.. Yes, I moaned softly. Ill…change. He smiled and pressed his fingers back inside of me adding another one as reward for my obedience. My hips moved slightly, in-sync with his hand. I was holding tightly to his t-shirt for support moaning softly over his shoulder. Are you going to come? He asked using one hand to gently smooth over my hair while his other hand continued to roughly fill me between my thighs. Ye…yes. I said between gentle erratic breaths. He pulled out his fingers and spun me. But this was different, it was harder, yet softer, and oh sooooo hot, she could feel him throbbing. She could feel the veins as they pulled at her lips, he bottomed out, with still 2” of shaft left. He seemed to know that her limit had been reached, her cervix blocked his path. She languished as he began a similarly paced withdrawal, snatching her phone of the armchair next to her, aroused beyond her wildest dreams she snapped pictures of her sex as this beast pulled her lips lewdly outwards.. I had often thought how hot it would be to see them fucking—and I have often jacked off to that fantasy.After one match, he and I were sorting and packing the gear and the kids were going directly to a post-match party. He asked me if I wanted to join him for a beer on his patio. At his house, there were a number of framed photos of him and his family on vacation, one where he was wearing only a speedo. Damn, I started to chub up.While enjoying our beers, he started asking me how divorced life.