“I can’t even think straight.” Emma grabbed her drink and followed Eloise back to the table. Once they sat down Emma finally managed to come bac...k to earth. “Oh my god he was fucking hot!” Eloise laughed and Leanne just stared at her. “Who was? Or is?” Leanne said. “This guy at the bar was totally checking Emma out,” Eloise said between sips of her drink. “We’ll point him out if we see him again.” Emma nodded in approval as she sipped her margarita. The bar was getting busier and it was reaching. But I remember the feel of you, the feel of your hard dick entering me for the first time. I remember how fragile you handled me making sure not to aggravate the tender hip I carelessly ruined. As I continued to remember your smooth movements and the overflowing amount of ecstasy that flooded my body that day, I began to feel a settle warmth between my legs. It has been a long time since I have ever made love to you, and in all honesty my sex drive was through the roof. The thoughts. Have the woman be a sex slave. This included being fucked with a strap on & calling her "mistress."I knew exactly who to call. Tracie, a friend of mine who had recently gotten married. She was one of the biggest nymphos I knew. Amateur stripper & professional freak!!! She readily agreed. I would have to pick her up at a downtown bar as not to be seen by anyone.She got into my car while on the phone telling hubby that she was on the way to work as a bartender. On the way to the hotel, we stopped. I lean in and begin sucking on her puffy, pink nipples and massaging her crotch while she strokes my wet shaft. I can hear her moaning as I rub her pussy through her thong, which is getting wetter each time I rub it.“Oh, I’m getting so horny,” she moans, “mommy wants to be fucked hard,” she continues as she pulls her thong down, exposing her shaven, pink snatch.I climb farther back onto the bed and lie down as she climbs on top of me, straddling my crotch. She leans forward and presses her.