..you said we would meet, but...the cab driver knew a club where...ugh...I could dance. I’ve had so many ‘dances’, I try to...rest ...ooh...and... another...man cuts in. I’m having a great time.” James said, “Don’t drink too much.” Mary said, “I can’t finish...oh...my first drink, I’m on the ‘floor’ having...oh, yeah...a great time. I’m getting tired...ugh...and will probably leave soon, I’ll probably be asleep...ooh, yeah...when you get home. I love you, see you...ooh, ooh, God...later. A fiery passion deep in her eyes, let me know she wanted me there and then, picking her up I throw her onto her bed, pinning her arms, I start to kiss her, deeper my tongue explores, only to move down to her neck, her perfume so sweet on my tongue. I rip open her blouse, and see a bright pink bra, matching her panties, a lick down to her boobs, my tongue caressing her gentle curves, I undo her bra to release her beautiful breasts, my tongue works its way to her nipple andI lick hungrily at it,. P,” which I immediately did. After a couple of moments I switched back to his cock. “Stand up, Mrs. P." Obeying, he then took a couple pics of me standing in my boots and thong. “Take off the thong...” I peeled it down revealing my wet shaven pussy. More pics. “Lay on your back and spread your legs.” I did so.“Now play with yourself.” I started masturbating, moaning as he took pics. Soon I came and it was all recorded on his phone. He then laid down on top of me and guided his cock into my. I told her that I would never suggest it to my husband because he just wouldn’t understand. “He thinks that stuff only happens in porn movies, and with perverted people. He’s pretty straight laced when it comes to sex, you know.”“Wow, I guess so. How do you deal with that?” Emma asked, as if I must have had a problem with it.“Oh, I don’t mind. I keep the book hidden when he is around, in case he heard about it from somewhere.” Shaking her head in disbelief, Emma asked “So neighbor,” slurring.