He did, however, value and need his job, so he certainly did not want Cyril knowing that he was boning his wife.Over the next few days, Pat and Ian fl...irted, although they had been doing that to some extent even before the sex. At every opportunity, Ian would either run his hand over or playfully slap Pat's large arse and she would sometimes caress his trousered cock. Pat was gagging to have Ian between her legs again, but she fancied somewhere more comfortable next time.It was now a week since. " I'm glad I could help." I released the hug, and offered her a drink.She wanted a shot of tequila and a Bud. I ordered two shots with a Bud. When Fred served the drinks, we toasted with the shots, and then downed them together before taking a sip of our beers. She told me that the party went well, and that everyone liked the cake. She told the story about running into my car, and having to get a new cake. Everyone laughed at her, but she said that she just smiled, and looked forward to. Justin took off his seat belt and turned towards the back seat until he was sitting sideways in his seat. There she was, lying with her head facing the inside of the car and her dress practically up near her waist. He took in the view of the quiet blonde lying in the back of his car. The bulge in his pants started to grow again as thoughts entered his mind on what he wanted to do to her.A wave of adrenaline washed over him and he reached into the backseat and unfastened her seatbelt, guiding it. .I wanted him back in me, to be part of him....then he advanced again this time with vigour....all this in less than second.He slowly, firmly yet gently fucked me.My breath moaned out with each thrust. His eyes shut in concentration, I knew this would not be a long fuck as I felt him swell inside me.A moan from my left.I had forgotten her. Normally she wasn't someone you would forget easily. But it was her man I craved now.I heard a soft lapping wet sound and knew she was pleasuring herself. So.