Once she was certain that my cock wouldn't slip out, she didn't just drop, oh no, she drove herself down on me and really started to work me over. Hea...ther fucked me fast and furiously for the whole two minutes. At this point, I was glad that I had just popped a nut a few minutes ago. I would never have been able to hold out until Elaine got her turn if I hadn't. I could see Elaine standing behind Heather, just waiting for her turn. When Heather got up, Elaine hardly missed a stroke. She almost. "What are you doing? You need to leave now." I got up and grabbed his arm. He pulled me close to him and whispered in my ear "don't fight it, you are going to love this, I promise." I pulled away in horror. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Where the hell is Derek?My husband came through the bed room door just as started I to yell. "Hey, hey, what's the problem out here? I told you I had a surprise for you. Leroy is your surprise. Well, he will benefit us both." "What are you talking. The sparks intensified with each touch of her fingers. “Pull up your skirt!” My heart almost stopped. Pull up my skirt and expose my pussy, right here, in the middle of the club? But my fingers were already busy, and a second later the air brushed against my moist labia. I didn’t dare to open my eyes, surely everyone would be staring at my lewd behaviour! But all that thoughts were swept away when greedy fingers delved into my slick folds. My hips bucked and I couldn’t hold my desires back. Two. At first a pleasant warmth flooded over his balls, somehow managing to make him almost forget about the cinnamon burn. From his experiments with the blow dryer, he knew what was coming, though. In moments before the warmth turned to a stinging. “The batter’s made with live yeast. Five minutes is all this will take, sweetheart, plenty of time to let the dough rise, but not nearly enough to cook you…much. I figured you’d have more fun if I left you raw and ballin’.” Though she did like her steaks.