She licked away every drop of my cum. She was now begging me to fuck her. I bought my erect tool near her opening.After giving it a few slaps and stro...es, I entered in slowly. She was moaning and I stood at a cross angle so as to get more pleasure. I kept speeding up and with each stroke, I could feel her warm juices oozing out. I kept fucking her in that position for some time before asking her to go on her knees. As she stood on all fours, her melons were hanging like a small balloon. I. Stewart knelt between my feet and I felt him rubbing his still soft cock up and down the crack of my ass. I could feel it getting harder. But I was forced to concentrate more on taking Bryan's fat cock down my throat.Still, when I felt Mr. Stewart's large cock sliding slowly into my wet pussy it felt pretty damned good.I shuddered with pleasure and groaned around Bryan's cock, which he really liked. I had already had three or four orgasms this evening, much to my dismay. I was quickly building. "Oh. Are you the Jeff that intervened for Leslie that night in the parking lot?" Yes, that's me." I want to thank you for what you did that night. I have been meaning to call you and thank you, but things have been crazy at work and I always get sidetracked." That's okay. You don't have to thank me. I just did what I thought was right. I would have done the same thing for anyone." I'm sure you would have, son, but I want to thank you all the same." You're welcome, Mr. Mathews. I'm glad I was. He closes his eyes and leans his head back against the sofa moaning softly. I drop his wrists into his lap and stand, motioning for him to wait I leave the room returning a few minutes later dressed in his favourite outfit, a naughty schoolgirl with hold ups and high stilettos. Setting down the cuffs and glass of ice I brought back I twirl letting him look me over. He rakes his eyes over me, drinking in my full breasts over the hips that he loves to cum across and past the short skirt showing.