Mary was mother of two, who were very active and kept her busy. My wife Carol was the outdoors type too, and she, like Daryl, liked to spend time in t...e garden. Mary and I seemed to have a similar background, having moved across the country to meet our respective beloved's, and we both loved music and spent a lot of time on the internet.Over time Mary and I started to grow close to each other, and our chat sessions started becoming hotter and hotter until we were openly flirting with each. After a while he started pushing in and out of me faster And harder. ?where should I put all my hot sticky sperm once I’m ready to cum.? He asked in my ear. I felt him pick up speed and began to thrust harder too. He continued to pick up speed and thrusted harder cause my hands to get crushed under the weight of our bodies. Without any warning to me I felt him spill all his juices deep inside my pussy. Groaning as he holds his cock inside me making sure no drop of his jizz went to waste hitting. I want you to hear the conversation so that I don’t have to repeat a lot of the things that Ms. Olson and I need to discuss, and to which you will need to be privy all too soon.”“Yes, Sir,” Heather responded, and then proceeded to place the call. “Good morning. This is Heather Cunningham, Senior Executive Administrative Assistant to Mr. Richard Morris, the President of J.A.M. Aluminum, calling for Ms. Lori Olson, please.”“Oh, good morning; please hold,” the woman on the other end said before. She pulled up her short skirt, and slipped one hand inside her panties, and let the other roam freely. She caressed her breasts and stomach. With her other hand she slowly explored inside her panties. She tried to fantasize about anonymous guys, big dicked studs, but she kept coming back to David, and what he would do to her.She was startled by a rapping on the glass. She opened her eyes and looked out the window.It was David.Jen jumped up and put on her robe. She slid the window open."You look.