The highlight of my weekends was seeing Ann Hastings when she returned from her date. By the third time I was able to look at her without forgetting m...y own name. Stephanie reached for her shirt and bra when we heard the sound of the front door opening. I got to my feet, adjusted my cock, trying to make myself presentable. The goodnight kiss was the same as I had heard the other two times, brief. "Thank you for a lovely evening. You sleep well too. Goodnight." Where's Stephanie?" she asked when. It was a wonderful darkness that felt so warm and safe. She didn’t want to leave that marvelous place of bliss, but she could hear a voice calling out to her, “Cowgirl? Are you there? Come on, my naked little cowgirl, open your eyes.”She slowly opened her eyes to find herself on her knees and elbows on the hot surface of the road. Annabelle was sitting on the road in front of her, cradling her head in her lap.“Are you sure you’re OK?” Annabelle asked.“Can you die of pleasure?” Nicole asked. He took his fingers out of her pussy and sucked them as she watched. The two lads started to egg him on to “Get on with the job!” so he moved on his knees between her legs cock held in his hand hard and firm looking like a rod of Pink steel. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy lips and then he started to enter her. B arched her back as the lad thrust inside her then he started to thrust slowly at first then harder and faster and deeper. His hard thrusts started to lift her off the. ‘Okay. I’ll follow you then.’ Sandra got back into her little Toyota and followed the dark blue Mercedes. Sure enough, it was just a short ways before they turned into the driveway of a very large and very expensive home. The woman directed her to pull her car around to the side where this were 3 parking spots. Sandra did not realize that her car was now hidden from the street. She didn’t bother to lock it and walked to the front door. The woman put her hand on Sandra’s back as she let her.