It was superb. I cried in both pain and pleasure… He pumped just three times and I felt I was soaking wet. He kept moving back and forth over my bod...y Burying his hard dick even deeper with every brutal stroke. Suddenly he decided to take off the cloth from my eyes; the first thing I knew, was that I was being fucked in my own bedroom; onto my own marital bed…I turned my head to see who was fucking me in such a brutal manner and then I got frozen when I saw it was Jose; our old Mexican. I had to touch her. And when I ran my hands over her stomach, down to her pussy, she whimpered into my mouth.God she was wet. I gently stroked her mound eliciting more responses as her hand made its way down my chest. I held her hand, ending its journey."This is all about you this time, my love," I whispered.I reluctantly removed my hand from her red-haired treasure trove but only to free her young breasts from her top. As my lips traced their way down her neck my hand found its way back to its. SD said that she took Dee’s hand in hers and proceeded to clean the cum from her hand. SD said that she had only tasted cum twice up to that time but loved being told to clean Dee’s hand and would do anything for her..Dee asked her if she like the taste and she said that she liked anything she told her to like and stuck her tongue out and cleaned between Dee’s fingers – making a big show of using her tongue between her fingers. Dee then asked her, as SD was using her tongue between her fingers,. "How are you getting home, Jenny?" I asked her, "is someone coming to collect you, or are you getting a taxi?" Nobody's to come for me," she sighed, "would rather go home with you."I thought for a moment. "Okay," I agreed, "phone home and tell them you are staying over at a girlfriend's. That will be a lot safer than trying to get home yourself in that condition."She did not need asking twice. Considering she was supposedly drunk, it took her only seconds to call, telling her Mum what I had.