’ ‘My, you are shy,’ Laura chuckled, ‘Relax Bryan, I won’t bite you.’ ‘I am relaxed,’ I nervously said, ‘I know you won’t bite me�...��.it’s just that….well…’ ‘What is it, Bryan,’ Laura said, concern in her voice, ‘You can tell me.’ I mustered up every ounce of courage I had and blurted out, ‘I get real nervous around pretty women…and….you’re very beautiful.’ ‘Thank you, kind sir,’ she smiled, ‘It’s been a long time since a man paid me such a nice compliment.’ Let me tell you more about Laura. She. I was still trying to catch my breath, and was whimpering. I felt like a real pussy, but my ass still stung I had this guy bending me over and fucking me, and that pressure feeling in my asshole was intense. He would go about five pumps and then rest against me. After the second rest I was more relaxed, and REALLY DIGGING IT! I was talking like a bad gay porno actor. Telling how good it felt that I was his bitch, to fuck my big white good with his beautiful prick. I was rock hard and could. While I looked at her I shed my clothes and with that done I started to feel her up. I wondered how they would taste so I bent my head down and sucked in a nipple in my mouth. As I did this mom flinched a little before she sort of pushed her tit up to my mouth. I didn't get scared at her movement, almost the same thing had happened last night and I began to understand that it was her body responding to my caress, not she as a person. After all she was almost unconscious. I shifted to the other. She had bought a sexy costume, as she told me; but she had not shown it to me. But I knew she would be Batgirl…My sweet wife called me on Friday evening, telling me she had made a nice road trip with her car and she had arrived to Helena`s house. Her girlfriend had got divorced some months ago and I knew she was a very bad influence to my wife; but I could not do anything. Helena was a bitch; a very hot bisexual bitch that I had fucked wildly more than one time. She was a very nice slutty.