He punched my arm, the good one."Damn you, Lar, I've been stuck in here for three days waiting for you to wake up and tell them I had nothing to do wi...th this. Whatever this is. What is this, anyway, and who the Hell are you and what have you done with my friend Larry Sampson?" Oh, God, Mac, where do I start..." He can't tell you," came a delicately accented voice from the bed.The two of us turned our heads as one to look at the clear, sweet voice coming from the bed. Simone was awake.She. . I jerked off thinking about how she looked and how she reacted to the things we had done.Was she thinking about me I thought about it before I finally fell asleep .The next day at work I hoped I would see her but I didn’t. While making supper I had her number and the phone in my hand debating if I should call Mary. Before I got the chance to call her the phone rang and when hearing her voice I accidentally dropped it on the floor. I could hear her soft voice saying hello as I dropped. I put it in my mouth to moisten it and slowly parted her pussy lips with it. I inched it inside her as she pushed back against it moaning frantically. Her hips began to buck, and she rode it hard. I didn’t have to do much. She did most of it herself. At that moment, I was so sorry I didn’t own a strap on or a double-headed dildo. She finally turned over, face down and ass up. I continued fucking her from behind. She rammed herself back against the dildo hard, filling her pussy deep with its. I was shocked how did I not know this? Bridgette pulled me closer to her and began to caress my small tits again, “I love your body” she said as she plopped her mouth on my nipple, then again I felt her hand on my pussy, she began to finger me again and play with my clit as I did to her, we soon found ourselves both on our knees rubbing each other, her body felt so good, the way she kissed me her big lips, they were like pillows, our teeth never knocked into each other, it felt so good, she.