We’d made no plans to meet again – or even to communicate by phone or in writing. Was our relationship over – as it clearly appeared to be? Had ... ever really been in love with her, particularly since it developed on the rebound from Angie? If I loved her, how could I keep doing threesomes with Evie and Lori? That summer at the pool had been emotionally tempestuous. Was it possible that I’d actually loved and lost Angie mere days before falling in love with Katrina? Were my emotions really so. When, at long last, they pushed their way free of her ass, I quickly sent half into each of their kitties, right along side my thrusting cocks. I threw all my strength into each thrust, the slapping of flesh echoing through the room. The two girls seemed barely conscious, their eyes nearly rolled back into their heads, as I felt that same twinge build. I quickly pulled my breeding sister away from my tits and set her head down near our kitties, pulling a tentacle out of each of my victims and. So I reached out to you for help.I was convinced by the stranger’s talks and decided to help her. After all, I was just passing time.To describe her – her name is Anita. She is 45-46 years old. She was heavier than me. Her black curls were matching her little dusky skin. Not an angel but yes she was a bit sexy with good curves. She had maintained herself with yoga which she told me while shopping.We talked and I helped her shop everything that was needed. After shopping, she offered me a cup of. Well, they did. I just sat there and giggled nervously like a buffoon. Finally, he stood up next to me and grabbed my hair to pull my head back f***efully. I gasped and whimpered a bit as he pointed out to her how much I was enjoying it. Placing his rather large hand on my throat, I whimpered louder and instinctively spread my thighs. Then he sat back down in his chair. I curled myself back up into a little ball of embarrassed subbie as the two of them giggled lightly at me for being so wanton..