I was hard and so worked up. She all of sudden asked if I could take my shorts off. She looked at me and said "Well you don't want to cum in your shor...s" lol. I said no and I couldn't get my shorts off fast enough. She put a towel under me to protect her sheets. As I worked on one foot the other was rubbing my dick. I was in heaven. She knows I like it rough, so she would press down on my hard dick and push on my balls. I was getting so hard and I was close to cumming. She knew I was close, so. Maybe he was just a straight old fashioned rube. Mel’s stomach churned for a night and a day, Mel himself waiting on any firm decision until he could talk with Tracy.Mel had texted Tracy Sunday afternoon, staying cool and easy, just letting her know that he had lasagna in the oven that she could share it with her mom. He didn’t expect anything from her, but toward twilight he saw a white sedan drop her off, the big blonde waving from the driver’s seat as Tracy walked straight to her mother’s.. He couldn't watch any longer. He hung his head as the minutes wore on. Then he heard a roar of release, Jerry was cumming. And then there was silence. Merciful silence. Thank God it's over.Mike leaned against the back of the couch waiting for Judy and Jerry to exit his bedroom. He was so damn tired. Too tired, too wasted to even be angry. Anger would be tomorrow. Mike was nearly asleep on his feet when he heard a female voice say. "C'mon, let's get him ready for round two." Giggles and a groan. I moaned and tried to pull him closer, grinding my hips against his body. I groaned and shivered when he started kissing—sucking—licking my neck. He had aroused a hunger in me, and I wanted him to take me like a man. "Bed." I gasped through my moans of ecstasy. I felt the change in his efforts as he slowed to a stop. He gazed into my eyes, reflecting my own sexual hunger with his own. He then grabbed me by my belt buckle and guided me through the house toward my bedroom. There, he undid my belt.