I slammed my cock in and out of her as she whimpered. Every time I slammed my cock home, her ass rippled. The effect was mesmerising and soon I was fu...king her hard just to watch it.Once again, she pushed me away, turning around and getting to her knees. She sucked my cock hungrily before standing up and opening the door to the car. She told me to sit down with my legs dangling out of the car.I watched as she put one foot on the doorway and lowered herself onto my cock. Her hand gripped the. Deloris said" You have no hearing problem , you heard every word I said and pointed to my half hard cock outline in my jeans. I made my exit and went home, prepared for my Dr visit. Around 2pm I returned, and as I went in house I thought I saw Angie peeking out the window at me. A couple minutes later a knock on the back door revealed Deloris. What a surprise to see her there. I invite her in, and ogled her little tennis outfit as she strolled in. Man is this woman hot I thought. Making a bit. That’s strike one against my ass. You’ll have plenty of grounds for physical cruelty when you pull that fucking tape off your stinking worthless body. Oh, I wish I’d be here to listen to you yell and curse my fucking name. That would be so fucking great. I’d love it. Unfortunately, I’ll deny myself that bit of marital bliss.”She then got a great idea. “Or would you like to fucking curse me to my face right now?”He excitedly shook his head yes and spoke through the tape. She unmercifully ripped. She had a white blouse, black skirt, hose and heels.The colours matched us well.My grey hair blended with the colours. 5'9", 170 pounds, looking like a banker, although one who had a most surprising naughty side.Her red and black hair contrasted nicely with her outfit. The blouse was tight against her breasts, and the dress showcased her hips and ass nicely. The clothes offered a lovely contrast with her skin as well.I smiled to myself, wondering if she was wearing stockings or pantyhose. Truth.