"I'm as much at fault, if not more. I just don't think we should is all." "I suppose you're right," responded Brad dejectedly, looking down into the d...ark water. Ashley continued in her conciliatory tone. "I know you don't want to do this... and for the record neither do I... but maybe if we had a rule." Brad, still looking downward, nodded his agreement while wondering what the rule would be. "I think it needs to be, look, but don't touch," Ashley said, "Otherwise, we're going to have trouble. . to fuck her.That's just what he was doing. He was fucking her. And it felt wonderful. She knew it was a dream. It had to be. But it was the best dream she had ever had. It couldn't last ... she was aware of that, but she didn't care. Molly felt more alive than she had in twenty years. She felt sexy and desirable. It seemed that for the first time in a long, long time, her passions would be satisfied by this mystery man and his long, hard cock.Molly thought the fantasy lover was right in what. With my other hand, I pushed two fingers through her abundant liquid around her pussy with another pushing into her asshole. Her screams were loud enough to do what comes naturally in this house, it drew a crowd. Her pubic bone was pumping so hard she was about to bloody my nose so I rose up and sat on my heels still pumping Alice's pussy and butt."You son of a bitch," Alice screamed. "You mother fucking son of a bitch, damn you, you little fucker. You little cocksucker you made me cum so hard. It was opened! Again she heard strange sounds coming from inside, and a shiver went down her spine. “What could be going on in there,” she thought to herself?!? She was glad there was carpet on the office floor, because it made sneaking up to the rear office easy. She now could clearly hear the sound of voices behind the closed door. “A man’s and a woman’s,” she thought, as she moved in closer. The door was ajar about one inch, and if she was careful, she should be able to see what was going on.