.. no boxers - no, don’t stop kissing me, it feels so good.’ Her hand was pushing further in my pants until she had hold of my hard cock. I pulled... my hand out of her robe and pulled on the belt. The bow undid easily. I gently eased the gown off her shoulders and let it fall; it was now between us, she pulled away slightly, ta king her hand off my cock so that the robe could drop to the floor. She turned around and lifted my shirt up over my head, and then proceeded to pull down my pants. As. Then I feltsomeone get into bed next to me and by the scent, I knew it was Beth.Without a word she went down on me taking my soft member into her mouth.I reached down and felt her naked body next to mine and with one hand, Icupped her pussy and began to rub it. She loves that and reactedinstantly with more effort into her cocksucking. When I was hard, I satup and grabbed her tossing her onto her back. I got onto my stomach andheld her legs high as I dove into her delicious pussy with my. That she turned out to be very satisfying, in every way, was due in large part to the fact that she had educated herself very well, reading erotica and watching porn.We spent a month sticking to oral, not wanting her first time to be remembered as being in the backseat of a car. We waited for the right opportunity, and it came. My wife went away for a weekend.She came over to my house and I cooked her dinner. We ate, with champagne, by candlelight. I have a spare room with a futon; we took. “Help! Help me!”She definitely heard it that time. A female voice was calling out for help from the darkness of the alley. The odd thing was… the voice almost sounded like it was coming from deep within a tunnel. Or a hole. It was so distant and echoey. This seems like a trap. Joyce resigned herself with continuing on before she was frightened by a much louder scream of terror.“Hello?” Joyce called into the alley. “Are you okay? Should I call the poli-““HELP! HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!”Joyce.