.”Her words were getting me hot and bothered. She had slipped into our hotwife role-playing fantasy so smoothly, effortlessly, knowing full well the... erotic effect it had on my libido as well as hers.“You had better be ready to perform for me when I get home, Prettyboy,” she cooed, gently scraping the sharp tips of her fingernails down the tender flesh of my cheek. “I’m going to need good loving and lots of it after the evening I’m going to have. If you can’t give me what I need, I might have to. A long stride will send youcrashing on your tits and you know what that means."I stood and after learning to balance myself on the shoes, I took a fewvery small steps. I managed to get to the end of the room and backwithout falling down. I knew I would never be mistaken for a runwaymodel though. Cheryl let me sit for a few minutes and lit a cigarettefor me. As I started to take a puff, Melanie showed me how to smoke ina more ladylike fashion. By the time I was through with the cigarette Ihad it. The hand on the back of my head forces me to bend over more as my intruder starts forcefully pushing his cock into me. I feel like I am going to be split open as I scream but It's not a scream of horror it feels so good it is a scream of ecstasy.With each thrust, I moan louder. I try to look to see who it is, but his hand on the back of my head won’t let me as he forces me to bend over even further.I can feel his cock all the way in as he pulls almost completely out and thrusts back in me,. What she DID was sit sideways on the seat, popped one titty out of the shirt, placed one sneaker-clad foot on the dashboard, proceeded to lift up her skirt, and started stroking that pretty pussy of hers.I just turned to her and said, "How you expect me to drive when I got a centerfold showing me all her stuff? We'll be lucky if I can find drive."I found drive but never brought that hand back the wheel. I just felt my way over without looking. I found the inside of her left thigh – the one she.