“Oh, my legs are shaky! You fucked me bowlegged, Stud!”I laughed. “It’s only because I had you to inspire me, Beautiful!”“Flatterer!” Sh... winked.“Just the facts, Ma’am.” I deadpanned.“Look at the puddle on the bed! You’re going to have laundry to do, Mister!”“I’d better pull the stuff off the bed now. I can toss it in the wash later.” I started taking the bedclothes off.“Let me help.” Loren pitched in and we made sort work of pulling the bed apart down to the mattress.”“Uh oh, Tommy. We puddled. Having my legs spread wide, John took the hint and climbed over top of me. He guided his bloated cock into my asshole pushing it in all the way, one push, giving the women a close up view of his cock buried deep in my stretched asshole.Kathy's words:"Upon seeing this, I felt Terri's fingers rub my crotch, very close to the base of my outer lips. I looked at her as she looked at me, lowering her face to mine giving me my first kiss from another woman, which I found very exciting. So much. First of all, we never met eye to eye for a talk. Secondly her secrecy and habit to 'beat around the bush'. Both as a metaphor and literarily, as our chats often turn her on. Mostly, I am more curious for what exactly happened to her, but I soon realize I will need a lot of patience and spend time playing the kind of games she likes. Most of our talks take place during a few hours in the evening. Usually she has already taken her bath and is dressed in a towel or her nightgown. Hardly any need. I entered my room still aware that there might be an opportunist lurking in the shadows. However, as I entered I saw a figure standing at the window starring at the full moon. It was a woman in a beautiful backless black dress, her blonde hair glistened in the moonlight. I walked in closer, "Can I help you?" I asked with caution. You can never be too careful. I've found that women can be dangerous, especially attractive and judging by her back toned ones. "I doubt it." She replied. Although her.