We were two hours North of the city, in cottage country but pretty isolated from the traditional weekend getaway spots. The house that we were visitin... was definitely a house, and not a cottage. It looked like an old manor home that had been restored. It was a far cry from a mansion, but much bigger than any house that we’d ever see living downtown.“Who’s place is this anyway?”“I don’t know really, a woman named Rebecca. She’s a friend of Diana’s…and Kassandra’s. She’ll be here. One girl’s profile said she had been with her man for two years and hoped one day to meet him in person. At the time Elaine thought the idea was ridiculous, and definitely not for her. Surely they’d get bored, she imagined. Tossing and turning, sleep seemed to elude her. Maybe I could make up another nickname. Something closer to the truth… something that I can at least defend vigorously if I’m ever asked questions like that again. It wouldn’t hurt. I should give it a whirl. And maybe I’ll. Moments later she tenses, groans and collapses onto me. Her pussy has my dick in a pulsing grip as her rushing orgasm hits. Even my attempt to continue fucking is stopped due to the strength of the grip. Patiently I wait sweating into my mask until she stirs. Reluctantly my dick plops out and I feel the cool draft around my slimy dick and balls. The bed moves as Jane pops onto her knees and says, “Enjoy.” My hand blindly finds her bum which now guides me to take up position behind her. Taking. "I'm so glad you think so too. Well what are you waiting for Marcy? Comeover here and lick my pussy as a thank you. You better make it good aswell, after all I deserve a big thank you for all the things I have donefor you, don't you agree?" Lisa asked with a smirk sitting back down onthe bed and opening her legs wide, exposing her dripping pussy to astill shook Mark.Mark decided not to answer that question. He felt bad enough as it wasand so he just dropped to his knees to perform his duty. He.