”I slipped a hand into the panties of the nightie she was wearing and found her already very wet.Stephanie was facing me now, with my kitchen island...behind her. It was the perfect height for what I had in mind, so I picked her up and sat her on it. As I moved closer to her, she parted her legs and pushed the elastic of my shorts down, exposing my cock and balls.As I pushed the thin lacy panties to one side, she took my cock in her hand and guided me to her entrance, nestling the head of my cock. I believe we have prepared some lunch for you. Ishall return around 5 o'clock.' With that she turned on her elegant heelsand walked off in the other direction. Mireille was in her early twenties,slim and petite, very pretty with short auburn hair. She wore a plainblack mini-dress and high heeled ankle boots. I guessed she was wearinglittle else.I was left with Mireille, standing there at the door, having not uttered aword to each other. We both saw the humour of the situation and. She was panting and he kept fucking. She was almost crying. His cock looked so big fucking her. Her full pussy lips were being stretched and pulled with each thrust. She after a few minutes started moaning again and then.....EXPLOSION! She came soooo hard on his cock. It was white and sticky, covered in her cum. Alex...kept FUCKING her. He was relentless. She said...OMG Alex...I need a time out. He just laughed and said...this isn't a game girl, you are being fucked! Its supposed. It felt so good to get something hard and male in there.By the time we more or less called it a night and drifted off to sleep all tangled up with each other I was exhausted and felt pretty tender down there. Sometimes the only warning a girl has that she's partied too much is when it kind of hurts to pee. When that happened I stumbled back into the bedroom, found my place on one of the mattresses, and snuggled in with whoever was there.We'd never spent the night with our boyfriends, or even.