I put the ready meal in the fridge and went upstairs. My wife was working nights so I had the flat to myself. I took off my work clothes and was soon ...naked. I pulled the panties on, but my cock stuck out of the elasticated top. I think the feeling of the nylon on my balls made it poke up higher. I then shimmied the hold-ups up my legs until the rubbery tops gripped my inner thighs. I couldn't resist looking in the wardrobe mirror at my nylon clad legs. I pulled the panties up and the gusset. She contracted her strong pussy muscles hard around his pistoning prick, holding him lewdly inside her juicy pussy as long as she could. Then, when she felt him tugging to be released, she loosened her musclehold and let him slip out again, only to plunge back in, harder and stronger than ever.She moved her legs, locking her ankles around his hips as her feet pounded against the man's naked body."Ohhhh, yeah, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee!" the young girl wailed, her voice thick with lust. Her. Tell me one thing that you've learned since living here." I'm a whore," Denise answered bitterly.Dale shook his head and said, "No you're not." I'm having sex with you in trade for something I want. That makes me a whore," Denise said flatly."Then you aren't a very good one," Dale said."What do you mean?" Denise asked."If your past performance in terms of having sex is the best that you can do, then I'm getting the worst end of the deal," Dale said."Gee thanks," Denise said sarcastically.Dale. " I encouraged. "But does it really turn you on?" Yeah, it is turning me on." She said surprisingly. "In fact, if we weren't married and if you weren't my best guy friend, I'd have to have sex with you right now, I'm that turned on!" she said.As we talked, we continued to drink our wine. Jill kept shifting her body and her hips, rubbing her legs back and forth. At first, I thought maybe she was trying to get comfortable or keep warm, but now began to suspect that she was trying to rub the cum.