When their clothes lay scattered around them, their naked bodies entwined such as the climbing roses that surrounded them from the busy outside street...s. Once again their lips met, more fervently this time, their tongues danced together in a lover’s tango. She pulled his hips to hers, letting him feel the moisture he had created. The heat of her honey against his throbbing need overtook him. Rick plunged into her, his cry of passion carried away by the late afternoon breeze. Her womb enveloped. I do get on from time to time. The night of the big event my husband drove our mini van and I drove my BMW to the club he had picked out. He parked the van right in front of the my beemeer so he could be in the van and watch. Then we went over the signals so he knows when to get in the van. My husband handed me a couple of condoms and In the club we went. I walked around looking for some poor soul that would fuck me when I came upon this chubby older man. I walked up, acting drunk and made. “Aw, come on, Adriana. That’s not all you want. Come on, tell me what you want. Say it.”She couldn’t take it anymore.“BREAK ME, MR. GREG! Please. God, I want it so bad. BREAK ME!” she yelled.That’s was all the convincing he needed. He stopped his torture on her clit and began to unzip his jeans. He took out his incredibly hard cock and placed it at her tight entrance. This was going to be good. He knew it was. She was a virgin. A tight, hot, wet, ready, and willing, virgin. Both of them were. If Justin was disturbed by the uncanniness of it all, at least it filled in the evening. It beat a lonely night in watching TV.The address was not far from his house, deep in the leafy suburbs. Sharon gave no more information than was strictly necessary to get there at the appointed hour. That, at least, was no more than he was used to.The house was large and well back from the road. Justin parked his car in the drive amid the manicured lawns and neatly pruned trees. A woman, perhaps in her.