By this time my cock was solid. I stood in front off her and she pushed me up against the wall. With her platforms on she was just as tall as me. She ...ently kissed my lips and then whispered in my ear “god ive wanted you cock again for so long “with this I picked up and pinned her against the wall and started kissing her passionately and roughly. Our tongues were fighting each other in our mouths. This was raw passion. Her robe had come open and I saw her body was naked. Perfect in everyway. My. We polished off the case he had way more than I did and he started opening up about her but in a better mood.He said he loved having sex with her cause she had the most amazing tits and the tightest pussy and she was a screamer, I told him I knew cause I could hear her through the walls. After awhile we were flipping through the channels and there was some late night porn on HBO , he put down the remote and whether he knew he was doing it or not he started stroking his cock through his jean. As she works it, giving steady, rhythmic pumps, she feels the hot, silky skin move beneath her fingers, back and forth over the ridge of shiny helmet. I return my hand to her cunt, slipping so easily inside to feel the warm, soft walls, then out to the hard nub of her clitoris.She moves across the bed, encouraging me onto my back. My cock still in her hand as she rotates her body, she plants her arse down onto my bare chest, only breaking eye contact with me when the angle dictates. Lowering. "Nicole grinned and her pretty, dark eyes flashed with mischief. "Are they into antiques?"Sandy huffed a laugh. "Not likely." My goodness! Who would've thunk it?" Nicole said after reading Sandy's thoughts. "The oldest broad I know is sick and tired of antiques."Sandy blushed. "Yup. I'd like my home base to reflect today's architecture, not the architecture of the past, and that goes for the furniture and accessories, too."Nicole squealed happily and hugged Sandy. "I'm so happy to hear you say.