I called out to him and announced my presence before walking into the front room."Hi baby," I said as I clicked along the tile floor in my heels. "Wha...'s on the tube?" Uh...nuthin much, just channel surfing." He replied.I stood sideways between him and the television. Giving him an ample opportunity to gaze at my body as I feigned interest in the program. I tucked in my blouse and thrust my tits forward in an exaggerated gesture. I sensed his eyes burning into me and I turned my head quickly to. We went sixty-nine and we fucked and then we started all over again. I think we pretty much accepted the fact that we really didn't like each other, but realized that if we kept the conversation to things like, "Fuck me harder" and "Make me cum" and "Oh yes, oh God yes" that we could get along. Helen and I got together two or three times a week and once, when her husband was out of town for a week I slept with her in her own bed. She made sure that I was fucking her when she took her husbands. ” Tegan responded breathlessly as he began to move. His style was less jackhammer-y and more a gentle movement where he only withdrew a little, their hips swaying together. His hands roamed up her front and under her shirt where he found the tape covering her nipples, which had started to loosen up due to sweat and the constant groping. The tape fell away and he started playing with her hard nubs.After the more vigorous efforts of his predecessors this was soothing, pleasant, but not. They tore each other’s clothes off between the door and the bed. She looked at his eager cock and thought, “That’s going to be good.” He looked at her beaver. Em could tell he wanted to be in it now. Em pushed him onto the bed, on his back and straddled him reverse cowgirl style. They could see the action in the mirror. She shouted with delight when his cock parted her hair and plunged into the wet darkness of her vagina and fucked her, hard, urgently. She bounced on his cock, her eyes fixed.