But after a bit, Rachael grabbed my ass with her hands and stopped me from pulling out, and she started to get quite urgent. This became the way of ou... lovemaking over the next few weeks. She would have a small but fast orgasm first, then a slower, much bigger second orgasm. Bloody hard on an old bugger like me; I really would have been happy with one fuck and a good sleep.Next, I felt Lynette’s finger pushing into my ass, and felt Rachael tense up and just knew she was getting the same. “I saw that,” she teased.“Ha, did you want to see more?” He laughed.Her hand grabbed his chair, inches away from his bulge. “Is that an invitation?”He quickly zipped and pulled down his pants. Through his boxers, she saw the outline of his thick cock. He tucked the band of his boxers below his balls, and she moved her face toward him. Looking up, she saw him staring at her. He saw her eyes move from his face to his cock and his head slip past her lips. His mouth gaped as he felt her tongue. All dolled up in a Kors Michael Kors dress, expensive designer Heels and trendy matching jacket. It's not the real Jennifer Corbitt, is it now? " She asked unflinchingly.I should have known she'd see through me. Part of me was relieved, thought it also deepened my humiliation. My shoulders slumped even lower, if possible into mt rightful position before this stranger. And for some reason, I answered her.Honestly answered in a quiet little suffocated whisper, back turned."no." I'll tell you want. His large hand caressed the side of her face as she ran her hand around his neck and through his hair. She leaned into him more now, their tongues dancing a seductive Samba number together. Either could have died a happy person at that moment in each other’s embrace. This is what they wanted, and where they wanted to be. She slipped her hand into his trench coat and ran it down his chest. Her tongue probing deeper as her hand slid down across his stomach. He jumped as she ran her finger nails.