She clutched the sheets in her hands and whimpered, throwing her head back as yet more of his thick hunk of cock meat impaled her cunt."Uhhhhh... oh n... more, no more... can't take any more!"Her mind was splintering, shattering into millions of bright, exploding pieces. Fucking. Fucking. Oh, there could be nothing in the world like it."Nice, real nice," Brad groaned, stopping for a moment.The two of them crouched there for several minutes, each feeling the body of the other pressing against. I slowly rubbed my hand down my flat belly to the dark mound between my legs. I slowly and quietly slipped my panties off, and spread my legs apart. I rubbed my mound of curly hair until i could feel the dampness start to seep from between my hot slit. My right hand found my hard little clit and i rubbed slowly and methodically in circles. I could feel it get harder and harder as I thought about the guy of the evening being in bed with me. I thought of his hand touching my hard nipples and his. Back up stairs and into my wife closet, I found a charming small purse with a long silver chain strap. I get my credit card, ids, cash, makeup and cell phone put them in the purse. Now for a silver necklace with rhinestones that match my shoes, bracelets, hoop earring from her jewel box. Time for the dress, I slip it on, my it fits like a glove, just taut enough in my waist and firm in my bust and maybe a little too short, I put the jewelry on and one last look in the full length mirror with. I replied with affirmation. She wanted to know the details. I said can’t say at least not to a lady. She said “friend ko to batan sakten hon” with a mischievous smile.Immediately I got a hard on, which I hid with my napkin. I started to give her overview, to which she said asked if I was ashamed of telling the details. Then I started and told her every detail and also about masturbation and how it felt. During the complete story sometimes she gave sorry look, sometime she avoided looking.