When I hit and thumped it rhythmically, she groaned, gushed pussy juice onto my hand, and quivered like a silk scarf in a whirlwind.I let her enjoy it... until I could tell she needed to catch her breath, and guided her back onto her chair. "It looks like you needed that," was all I said, releasing her lips, and letting my clean hand brush against her rock hard nipples. When I squeezed one, she gasped, twitched, and came again.It took a little while for Meghan to compose herself, but I enjoyed. The weather is turning cooler and I felt like having some fun. When I got home I told Andrea to go shower and shave her pussy then put on a short skirt and a tank top with nothing under them. I popped a beer and went out on the deck to fire up the grill and make some phone calls. I called Tim and told him that Andrea was horny and she wanted him to come over to fuck. He said I just came in from work let me shower and I'll be right there. I next called Eric and told him that Tim was coming over. I also remember the last time we made love was when she was three months pregnant because we have to stop after she suffered from spotting. The doctor informed me that we have to refrain from sexual contact to save the babies and she was ordered to stay in the hospital bed until she gave birth. Now that we already have the babies, it seems that her mood swings stayed because we argue almost everyday. I wish there was some way to rekindle our staling relationship. Six months passed. Mary decided. It was true she had started divorce proceedings, but the final decree was a ways off. He had done nothing of the kind. She had become his mistress, plain and simple, and she didn't mind that. She hadn't yet met up with his wife, and frankly didn't want to. From the way he had described her she could be a problem. Big problem, maybe. One she didn't want to deal with just now. All she wanted was for him to make her climax again, and again, and again, just like he did before. It was something her.