Instead of protesting, or even moving, she let out an audible moan. On my way back I slid my hand between her thighs for just a second and continued b...ck toward the laundry room.“You better be careful doing shit like that, mister.” She scolded.“Why?” I asked. “There’s no one home.”She jumped from the fridge and chased me into the laundry room. We were both laughing as she cornered me by the washer. But then she got a serious look on her face and said’ “Because what if I just decide to grab you. " Pity," I said, spreading her legs with my knee. "Damn shame."She put her hands behind my neck and pulled my face to hers, my mouth to hers, and my rigid pole slipped into her effortlessly."Umm," she said quietly, "That feels good." She sucked in her breath and arched her back as it sank deeper.We began very slowly with long and deep thrusts that lifted her from the bed. She wrapped me up in her long legs and gasped out, "More, more, do it harder."I got up on my elbows and accelerated the pace. I was in my early twenties at the time and Fran was in her late thirties. Just two weeks before, I had joined Fran and her daughter Beth in celebrating Beth’s eighteenth birthday. Fran had been widowed a few years before and we always enjoyed each other’s company. Our platonic friendship meant a lot to both of us and I often thought of asking Beth on a date, but it just never seemed right. I tried to imagine what it would be like if Beth and I hit it off and eventually married, what it. Carmen ground her hips against Sandra's face and Sandra pushed her tongue deep into the other woman's cunt. Her tongue played over the wet and warm area like a snake. Carmen reached down to grabbed both of Sandra's large tits. She roughly squeezed Sandra's large brown nipples. "That's enough", Sandra heard Rachel say. Carmen left go of Sandra's tits and stepped back. "It's time for the lesson", said Rachel to Sandra.Sandra felt someone grabbed her ankles and pull her. Her head hit the edge of.