I grabbed a quick shower and put on a smart shirt to make a good impression.About 30 minutes later she rang saying the satnav was playing up. I looked...out of the window and saw a black Mercedes sport with a rather attractive brunette behind the wheel. Surely this could not be her?We locked eyes and immediately and I realised it was her. "Fuck Me" I mouthed to myself. I opened my door as she drove onto my drive.As she got out of the merc, I noticed she was wearing black high heel shoes and fully. Sometimes I'd rest with all my cock buried inside her. Then, with her encouragement, I'd start pumping in and out again and again, bringing the head almost all the way out then back in to the hilt. We settled into a rhythm. I felt her nails digging into my back as she screamed and froze wrapping her legs around my back like it was in a vise.I knew she had cum again, but I hadn't, although I was close. I wondered if she would get so caught up in our copulating that, like in all the stories I'd. Exhausted and sweaty, we kissed and then sat up next to each otherfor a breather. It was strange trying to keep my big tits under control,even with the slightest movement. I swore I would never again suggest awoman go braless. After we finished it signaled the next round as Frank and Sylvia went atit in our bodies. Joyce and I usually did the missionary position andsometimes doggie style, but Frank and Sylvia were contorting our bodiesinto positions I thought could only be accomplished. "Guess the walls are pretty thin in this old place," I said softly, not meeting his eyes."Guess so," he said, staring straight at my face until I met his gaze across the kitchen table. "So? How 'bout it?" What about Karen?" I asked. I already knew they had an open relationship. They had even invited me to bed with them one night after we'd all been out drinking, but that's a different story. Likewise, he already knew that Rob was about to get his walking papers. We both knew I was just.