Joe started to push her down faster and faster just to feel her throat jump around his cock. Stacy looked up at him, as her eyes water. “Yeah you li...e that bitch. You like sucking a big cock don't you? Give me that mouth slut.” Joe started to pump his cock faster into Stacy's mouth harder, finally pulling her by her hair quickly. Stacy let out a little yelp as Joe pushed her on the couch with her ass facing him. Joe gave it a hard slap watching it jiggle.“Look at that ass bitch...mmm you want. She must have thought it was just the sounds of the toilet. I was safe. She threw on a t-shirt and then I followed her down to the kitchen where she started to cook some food. I knew I wasn’t going to miss much with her cooking and all, so I decided to use this time to search the house. I started in her bedroom, where I found all kinds of items that kept my mind wandering and my cock hard. I found some small vibrators and dildos in her night stand along with some lube. I could just picture her. Drove each other wild. Her licking grew bold, frantic.Her tongue fluttered over my folds.“Oh, yes, Olivia!” I moaned, trembling on her. “Just like that. I'm going to... to...”“Cum?” she asked. “Make me cum, Zoey! I'll make you explode!”“Yes,” I whimpered, my fingers moving.I thrust two digits into her twat. She gasped, her married pussy clenching down around my digits. I felt so wicked and wanton. Her husband had this beautiful woman. He should be loving her. He wasn't. What a pity.My fingers. I entered the house feeling a little disturbed by his last comment but I decided not to mention this to my friends in case it spooked them, I knew it was only scare tactics anyway.We all continued to keep glancing at the clock. Five o'clock came and went. By 6pm, there had still been no sign of them so we began to relax and wind down, the tension rapidly draining from our bodies.We made something to eat, opened a couple of bottles of wine and sat around watching the television, but still.