But why did she want to be alone. The answer pulled into the drive even as my mind formed the question. Getting out of the car was a stocky Mexican wh... I recognized as being a member of Frank's company softball team, and surprise, surprise, pulling in right behind him was Sylvia's husband Frank. Laughing and high-fiveing the two men walked into the house together. As soon as the door closed behind them I was out of the car and across the street and moving down the side of the house looking for. He was driving farther into her than ever before and the pain was such that she began moaning, but her arousal was also intense and as his thrusts became more powerful her carnal imagery became even more powerful, her heart pounding, breathing shallow and rapid and her whines now audible."Yes, Trent, YES! My rear is yours. Take it! Split me open! I'm cumming. I'M CUMMMMMMMING!"And Marsha Kahn experienced the most powerful anal orgasm of her young life. Her toes curled painfully, her eyes rolled. Could we make it out? As their older k**s were still home from college we couldn't go there and with our k**s home we couldn't play here. He volunteered to get a motel room in town. We still had the problem of needing a parent home with our k**s, so my wife said it was fine if I wanted to go "help". After all, she'd let me do the same thing on a number of other occasions with this couple. As a consolation, my wife offered that she had a little time first thing tomorrow morning if they. Her body was also boyish in that she was thin and small tits which I could just barely make out the shape of under her blue blouse. Just looking at her tiny body made me wet and I wanted to get to know her right away.I was a very confident brunette with short hair and a flat stomach, full breasts and tight ass. I approached her after class and struck up conversation, asking her for directions.She was even more innocent looking as she spoke, like a little girl she was shy and looked at me.