“You look gorgeous Julia,” as she greeted me on thebottom floor of the Fisk Building. We had gained acouple of pounds since college but at... the risk ofsounding arrogant we both looked great! We hugged andtook the elevator to the tenth floor restaurant. It wasso much fun eating with an old friend, reminiscing andlaughing. We were both successful in our jobs and economic worrieswere the least of our problems. Our marriages were stillin the same stale place, but we had plenty of money. Marcia closed her eyes moaning in rhythm to the thrusts of her finger in her pussy and the squeezes of her nipples. Her thoughts were no longer with the characters in the book. The only thing on her mind was how incredible this feeling felt right now.Marcia threw her head back as her finger continued to give her the best fuck she had had in a very, very long time. She could hear the soft sappy sound that was emanating from the wetness of her pussy and she knew that it would only be a matter of. She showed no signs of stopping. I told myself that this will be over soon and we'll have to have a "talk". "How do you like being fucked like a woman?" Rachel asked with a smirk on her lips. I shook my head and tried to tell her no. "MMPHH" MMPHH". "You love it do you?" she responded. "Well I'll just have to go deeper then." Rachel started to fuck me rhythmically with her strap-on. To my surprise, I felt a muscle spasm and I wasn't quite as full anymore. Her cock was stretching me out. It was. In fact, I stayed naked when we went downstairs, just to prove how much Dad didn’t care about seeing me with nothing on. And he didn’t. It was Saanvi who looked weird about it. She kept glancing at us, back and forth, while I got the cereal bowls out.It was Friday. Dad had a couple students in the morning, and then a chamber rehearsal the afternoon. He gulped the last of his coffee, grabbed his cello case and headed to the kitchen door.“I should be back about four,” he said. “Clean up your.