She starts to say, “Oh I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me……” I’m still rock hard and desperate to cum. My oily hands rips open...her white blouse and scoop out her large breasts. I spin her around and bend her over the bonnet of my car. Her skirt is unzipped and falls to the floor. Her nickers must have been removed earlier. I can now part her legs a little more before I force my dick back into her pussy. She moans as I repeatedly smack her ass while fucking her. Her ass is now glowing. Spasming and milking him, as her fluids gushed out of her. She pushed back on him, wanting nothing more than to get the cock, she didn’t even know was inside her, deeper still and ride out the amazing orgasm that was blasting through her body.Her girlfriend was trapped, her face held against her lover, whose was currently raping her mouth with her tongue as she rode out her climax. She could see what appeared to be a naked man, with a mask on, hammering into her friend, who was riding his cock. Do whatever you feel is right. Now, I came to see if you needed any help." Oh no Dac," She responded, "This is woman's work. I would not even think of such a thing."The look on her beautiful face melted my heart, "You are so sweet. Come here." I said holding out my arms.She dropped the elk hide, stood then dissolved into my arms. I encircled her, drawing her body tight to mine, then leaning down my lips possessed hers, gently and lovingly, the kiss threatened to transform itself into urgency,. I'd justgotten to a thrilling bit where the skirt was saying what its like tobe brushing against smooth nylon tights when suddenly someone burst inthe room."Lorraine baby, I need to speak..." You left these at home..." dropping the infamous panties on my desk.She turned on her heel and left the room again."Left you underwear at home Billy boy?" grunted Mike from the next deskalong."No it was just ummm Lorraine bought them yesterday and she wants me totake them back at lunch." I lied.Thankfully.
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