Mrs Lane was really impressed with my erection and moved herself back to the sofa and took some more of her drink and what I noticed was her knees wer...en’t so tight together as she flicked through the pictures on her phone and I did manage to ascertain that she had red panties on under her dark plaid skirt. Having drank most of my drink I was starting to feel the tingles and my cock was still on display, “Would you like me to keep this out Mrs Lane?” I asked with a smile and she again looked. I got so fucking jealous.>>> A short time later, I was showering and wishing I had a buff body like Jeff and the other jocks. I wish I had a huge dick like Jeff. Stories were everywhere on campus about the number of girls he fucked, and about what a mean ruthless fucker he was. He was legendary. Even though his reputation was that he was brutal and rough and often sadistic with the girls, they still flocked to him. It was well known that a chick had to suck his dick on the first date and get. “Guanting! I'm going to cum!”“So am I, Shelena!” she moaned, her fingers twisting my nipple hard.My pussy squeezed around her. She buried in me. Her face twisted with rapture. Her eyes blazed with dark passion. Her cocked erupted. Her jizz spurted into the depths of my cunt. I reveled in the hot splash of her futa-seed against my cervix.I erupted.My pussy convulsed around her spurting cock. My dick sprayed my tits again with my cum. I bucked on the bed. Stars burst across my eyes. My cunt. In fact, seeing his wife in the dress stirred some reoccurring fantasies in Brad as they shared a bottle of sparkling wine in their room before heading to the banquet. Throughout their five-year marriage, Brad had toyed with the idea of directly asking Dawn to seduce another man.But instead, he just made what he thought were vague references to his fantasies. Dawn, however, being a pretty smart cookie, saw a pattern in Brad's comments and knew that one day, given the right mood and opportunity,.