He twirled them gently, sometimes more firmly-sometimes less firmly. That was so of horny and I thought only to the cumshot. And Frank? - he rammed me...his cock always, and again with the same hardness to the stop in my hole."Martin, the juice is boiling for me, can't wat no longer, and I'm exploding." Yes, Frank - please, come splash .... fill me up and come deep inside me - I want to have every drop of you in me." Yes, Martin yes, equal - equal ... yes - now ... I cccuuuuummmmmm".In his. Mac asked if this was a regular occurrence for me, fucking a strange guy with my husband’s knowledge."Sometimes with his knowledge, sometimes without, but I always tell him in the end. He gets off on it and so do I!" I giggled."He likes to hear about you getting fucked?" He knows I'm a slut and is quite happy that I go out and get fucked now and again, but I always come home to tell him about my latest cock exploit in graphic detail!"Mac placed his hands on my waist and smiled."You'll have a. When I bent to suck a nipple, I couldn’t quite reach it, and she lifted her breast so I could. That brought a groan from both of us. Ramblings flowed from her as her body began trembling all over. Her legs and arms gripped me tight as her hips increased their pounding back and the squishy sounds from her pussy became squishier. Geez, there had to be a fucking lake under her ass by now. The risings of my own climax were beginning. For a pussy so wet, she was amazingly tight. I could swear. "I hope I didn't step on your hand or anything, Mrs.?" Oh, no, Sal, I just was feeling a little blue this morning."When he got a closer look Sal could see it was more a case of "black and blue" because that was the color of the shiner she was sporting under her long flowing hair."What happened, Mrs. Moskovitz? Did someone hurt you?"She rose up and hung onto his arm to steady herself. Sal could feel the curves of her luscious body under the shielding rain coat."Call me Minnie, Sal. Your Aunt.