With a thrill of pleasure I sucked him harder. Ann was now lying on top of my lower half licking and sucking my cock. I was unable to move. I felt so ...passive. Ann moved higher up my body. Supporting herself with one arm, she reached down and inserted my cock into her pussy then laid her hips on mine. Her soft warm folds felt wonderful enveloping my cock. I parted my thighs and her close-clamped legs slipped in between. Ann started to ride me. I wanted to open my legs wide. I wanted to be. Well, that's what should have happened. What actually happened was that she blurted out, "Carmine, I'm so sorry for what I did to you. Can you ever forgive me?"Now, what was I supposed to do with that? How was I going to handle that? I had forgotten all of that years ago. I went to jail, but that was my decision and had little to do with her actions. Hell, I would have stayed and tried to work everything out if I hadn't lost it and almost killed that Hugo guy. I knew I had given her ample. “Chris likes to touch his cock,” I said.“He does that a lot,” you giggled.We finally hurried our way down to your vulva. It felt like it was on fire, but it was soaking wet. It smelled so fresh, tasted to musky, and felt so silky as Chris and I fought with our lips and tongue to give you pleasure. Your hips bucked uncontrollably, and you moaned and breathed in a most stimulating manner, as we did mock battle with our lips and tongues to control your sweet sensations.“Fuck, guys,” you said. “You. I finished the ensemble with an olive green cute bolero jacket that had black satin lacing up the sides, some dangly long earrings and extra silky sheer black hose. I wore my flat black suede ballerina pumps because in heels I was just a little taller than him. I always had my long blonde hair curled to perfection. I was ready to go after this man. When I got to Sally’s he was already there so I sat by him and he bought me a drink. We sipped our drinks and made pleasant small talk until the.