I like to arrive early so I can park right beside the finish line. Most years I’m the first to arrive after the volunteers get there to set it up. T...his year I’m the second non-volunteer to arrive, and the person who beat me looks interesting.Setting up my folding chair I sit down on the right hand of the old lady in the large floppy hat and say, “Morning, Ma’am. It sure looks like a nice day for the run!”She turns her head to smile at me while saying, “It sure feels warm, and Sarah’s coat feels. Each rock back and forth pushing me in and out of my wife’s warm pussy.“Do you like having that big cock in your ass, baby?”“God yes, Amy. It’s stretching me in the best way.”Both of their bodies were slightly slick from the sweat generated from fucking on top of me. I lost myself in the bliss of each thrust of the stranger inside me. His breath on the back of my neck as he fucked me harder and harder. Amy’s lips pressed against mine in a long passionate kiss. I could feel my orgasm building. The only caveat was that the stalker was not to interfere in anyway with Darla at the gym, nor to any other situations that she might find herself in as a result of her associations with those she would likely meet at the gym. In return, Pierre had mailed to the stalker a copy of the key to Darla's apartment so that he could plant as many hidden cameras and listening devices as was necessary to monitor all of her activities.Meanwhile, after Darla turned off the computer, she placed the X-rated. When we sat on the couch together we turned on "American Dad" but it didn't matter because we were making out in a matter of seconds. We were fully dressed but I sat upright as Artie sat on top of me grinding his hips while we kissed. Artie really liked kissing, but so did I. I could've frenched him all day and night if I could. Things started to heat up when I grabbed his cock, and he grabbed mine. "I really love your dick, you don't even know" Artie said out of breath while breaking from a.