She is part of a circle of about a dozen women with her same origin and relative family,Andrea see her girlfriends at least 4 times a week and is very... fond of them.At 10,30 am my mobile rings and i see my toddler a sleep in his bedroom,i switch channel and see Andrea talking to Paul,the husband of her best friend,i know him well and tough i can't consider him a real mate i enjoy having a couple of beers in his company,is all good and i close the call.The same night ,back at home ,small talking. The next thing I felt was a couple of fingers pushing into me.As she added a third, I spread my legs as wide as I could get them. Then the fourth came, and so did I. Clamping down on her hand, I felt her tuck her thumb and press further inside. Joy was now fisting me slowly, and I was cumming over and over. As I drifted away, I remembered how we met.I met Joy on the first of my twice-weekly runs. I was never a big cardio person. Weights were always my thing, but my trainer suggested cardio to. I started kissing your legs, starting on your knees and slowly moving up toward your waist. Every time I reached your striped panties I would stop and go back to your knee. Once I had finished exploring your legs, I got back down beside you and started once again to meet your lips with mine. You pushed back on my shoulder then, making me fall on my back, and straddled my hips, still passionately kissing. Using your leverage from above me, you started your own exploration. To start, you. There was sperm on and in her shoes and all over her feet. I pulled off her stockings. Both knees were laddered and filthy. A business card with five twenty dollar bills wrapped around it were tucked in the elastic of the stocking that was still all the way up. Steve's, with a phone number hand written on the back, and a note, 'call next time you're in town'. I would deal with him later! Between her thighs and down her legs was a trail of sperm; some fresh, some crusted, and some in.