Jerome was frequents told what to do and what not to do, growing up, usually because of his commitment to rule breaking. It excited him for complex ye...t simple reasons; - Jerome enjoyed the thrill of getting away with things he knew were wrong and would be punished if seen. His crimes were like exhibitionism in a way. But perhaps more interestingly, he also loved being punished for doing things he knew better than to do. Jerome enjoyed being told what to do, he saw it generally as guidance for. While it doesn’t get a laugh, I am rewarded with a smile that brightens her eyes. We sit at the table for a few drinks and as we loosen up H becomes more flirtatious with us both! Not sure what M thinks of this I ask if they would like to get dinner. Both decline but H asks if she could use my room to freshen up. Not a problem in my eyes. The three of us make our way to my room. H goes to the bathroom.M and I are sitting on the small sofa kissing each other when H comes from the bath. Breaking. All I can manage is a half grunt half sigh and I grip your soft smooth thighs. You grab the rails on the cot and start to slam down on to me. "OH SHIT!" I grunt thinking to myself this crazy bitch really means business. I start to thrust up into you with the same force. "FUCK ME YOU ASS HOLE FUCK ME!" you cry as the already fevered pitch increases. All of a sudden you tense up and your already tight pussy tightens even more around my cock. I reach up and pinch your nipples through your shirt. "Oh, Tony! Oh, it's so big! I... I can't help it! I'm so horny!" Veronica clutched his shoulders and feverishly started humping her ass up and down, sliding her wet, clinging pussy up and down on his cock. "Fuck me, Tony! Oh, I can't help it! It is fucking. Fuck my husband's pussy, fuck Mrs. Johnson's horny cunt!"Tony grimaced as he started grinding beneath her, so excited that he could ignore the intense pain in his back, dazedly staring at Mrs. Johnson's giant, jiggling tits as he started.