After a little while the door opens and and the receptionist comes in and closes the door swiftly behind her before saying “Steve has arrived and he...’s manning the lines” before taking her seat and begins to which me getting spit roasted. As she watching her husband and a college fucking me and receiving head she slowly unzips her jeans slips them down to her knees before moving her knickers to one side and starts to play with what looks like an absolutely soaking wet pussy. She then begins to. You’ve worked hard enough today. Now I am going to taste you young lady.”“It feels like you’re already hard enough for both of us” she said with a giggle.Taking her hand I kissed it before again tasting her now wine flavored lips before I began to lead her from The kitchen. When we reached my bedroom I turned The ceiling fan and a lamp on before again kissing her. Our tongues played with each other as I held her close to me. My bulge pressed into her covered mound as my fingers unzipped her. Circling the hood, he opened the passenger door and slipped inside. The downpour sounded marvelously loud in the metal confines of my little car, like a roaring train. My blood felt similarly as it whooshed through my veins, my pulse pounding from the rain and the run and—most especially—the touch. We stared at one another for a few long seconds, until he accepted my silence as acquiescence. I was powerless to move. My body wanted him, ached for his fingers inside it. When he palmed my cheek, I. “Like I said, I just have to be at home in heels and a nightgown, with drinks and toys and lube ready to go. Hell, he tells me what he’s done, and I tell him what I’ve done. It’s a real turn-on!”“Holy shit!” exclaimed Brenda.Frank came back from the men’s room and settled back into his seat. “So, did I miss anything?”Liz grinned and Brenda said, “I’ll tell you later.”Liz laughed loudly at this, leaving Frank to wonder what exactly had occurred in his absence. “So, on a different subject, how.