Then I heard movement on the other side of the door and Sally opened it. “God, is that the time? Sorry, come in. I’ve just got out of the shower.�...� She wore a bathrobe. “Go through, make yourself at home. I’ll be with you shortly.” I went into the lounge and sat on the sofa. The television was already on but I was soon distracted when Sally appeared in the doorway. She’d replaced the robe with a matching black lace thong and bra — and fishnet hold-ups.“I don’t dress up for Richard, it doesn’t. Then as I start to drill deeper into her we hear the front door slamshut as her friend walks out. Left alone we just continue to grunt and grind together, me Pumping and pounding her with all my strength, with me sucking on her huge nipples. Then as she is pulling me closer to her kissing me and holding on to me.She suddenly stops and gose into spasam as her orgasam hits her, she soaks my shaft with herown juices as she totaly floods the floor. We then change position and I take her doggy over. "Okay, so my character uses sex to cope with being a widow. Is that how it works for you guys? Do you need some kind of trauma to make you addicts?" Some of my peers do," I recalled. "But I didn't need that extra help. I just liked sex too much to function sometimes, that's all." But you still got a lot of it?" Jennifer followed up. "You know how to seduce a lot of women?"Okay, I probably had to tread carefully here. "I think it's more about me wearing them down over time. I like sex too much. I looked up at him as I deep-throated him and my eyes began to water. I pulled my mouth off his cock and gasped for air, a long line of saliva stuck from the corner of my mouth down to his cock which was covered in saliva.“What do you say we take this up to my room?” Michael asked, pulling his shorts off. I simply shook my head and stood up and wiped the saliva from my mouth. Michael stood up and grabbed my hand and began to lead me upstairs. As we walked up the stairs his glistening cock.