I just wanted to know if I could help?" She said, in that same quiet tone that bordered on reverence.I took her hand across the table. Her cool finger...s closed around mine. "I want to drop the roles for a moment ... please? I am Jon Creed and you are Sarah Gale. Nothing more and nothing less."Sarah bit the bottom of her lip. Her eyes held mine for a moment ... then she nodded."Alright Jonathan, what do we need to talk about?" I heard her uncertainty when she said my name ... as if she could. But knowing not to, and not doing it is different. For three months, he’d abstained from straying from his marital commitments. His wife’s trust teetered, one day returning, the next fleeing. But he was hundreds of miles from her, how the hell would she find out, and Jane was anything other than a plain jane.‘Fuck Lucy, fuck-her-up her forbidden, fat ass,’ he thought.“Bartender, could you give me a bottle,” he turned to Jane, “bottle of what?”“Vodka,” Jane’s smile seemed even sexier. “I like. Once again, they well all over me. Almost having their way with me. Even Carla. Damn, I wished Carla and Beth Ann were in "My Class".The girls went back a were playing while I tried to do some laps. This was not working out. Sissy came over to me as I was resting buy the edge. She asked me if I was OK and I said yes but she had to check anyway as she checked my suit to see if I was hard. She whispered to my "Poor thing is all tired out." She swam over the where the girls where and they were. I lifted her up placing her ass on the vanity and positioned myself between those smooth thighs. With one stroke I buried all nine inches of my hard cock into her waiting pussy while mouth hungrily sucked on her pert nipples. Her pussy was dripping once again as my cock plowed deep into her waiting lips, her legs wrapped around my ass. We kept perfect rhythm as I continued to pound her pussy like a runaway freight train. She finally pushed me away and hopped off the vanity spinning around and.