Once they were seated, facing each other on different sofas, Susan spoke as she sipped her milk. "Don't be upset. We've got lots of time. Do you have ...nywhere you need to go?" No," Brenda admitted. She drank her milk too, but what she really wanted to do was play with herself until she got her much needed release. She felt increasingly awkward that she was completely naked (except for her high heels) while Susan was still dressed in her skin-tight exercise outfit.Susan smiled encouragingly.. How could she have a cock like this? And what else was happening to her?She was different, even though I really couldn’t put my finger on it. She seemed stronger, leaner maybe, like she had been working out and I hadn’t noticed it before. Her breasts looked larger too. I thought of how many times Helen had given me a hand job, how she had stroked me, her grip and how she concentrated on exactly what I liked. I glanced back at Helen's face. She was lost in ecstasy. I kept moving my hands sliding. Whatre you fraid of, sweetness? Cheatin on my husband. I smiled, pulling my fingers out of her snatch and yanking her panties down, her ass lifted up, helping me. I think you want to cheat on him. You want to feel my pecker sliding in your married cooch! You want to cum with a cock stirring up your cunt! She bit her lip, fighting her desires and the power of my wish, but every woman gave in to my molestation. I do! I felt her thighs part for me, her hands hiking up her nightgown, I mounted her. “Going to cum,” he whispered. “I am going to cum.”“Give it to me,” I hissed at him. “Cum in my ass. I want to feel it.”He quickened his thrusts, pushing as deep as he could and pulling almost all the way out each time. He lifted one of his feet to the bench. He fucked me harder and faster, pulling my ass to him with each thrust.“umph! Umph!” he grunted as his climax began. I could feel his cock spasm as each shot exploded into my ass. He continued to cum. Over and over and over, he.