"Don't worry honey, I wasn't thinking about projects or anything - justwhat the reactions of all the folks there would be." Just then, Eric'scell phon...e began to ring."Oh God Eric, who is it?" Sandy asked."Oh, it's just Brad, hang on a sec," Eric began to push the answer button."Wait! What are you doing? Think about what he's going to hear when youanswer the phone." Shit. How could I forget? Ah well, I'll let the voice mail pick up." Good idea. And while you're at it turn that thing off. It's. She rummaged through a box, grabbed a couple of things, and went to the back rooms. A few moments later she walked out into the living room again. The first thing I remember seeing was the .357 Magnum revolver in her hand which she promptly locked into a steel box. Next was her cut-off jeans – even smaller and shorter than mine – and the white 'beater' she wore as a shirt.No bra. No bra! Her big tits were perfectly molded in the tight cotton fabric. They were heavy and full with high. My arms supported me as I hovered over her with my dick pumping in and out of her.After several minutes, Gracie had regrouped enough of her wits to become more actively involved in our fucking. She licked her fingertips and started rubbing them over my nipples. This sent sensations straight to my already engorged cock. Her attention to my nipples caused me to increase the tempo of my pumping. I felt her pussy suddenly contract as she began another series of orgasms.Her gasping and tense body. I was now rock hard again leaking pre-cum, Mistress gave a hard tug on sissy's leash he turned on his knees, over here now, come on hurry up, and get Maria all wet and sticky for Mistress, she want's to ride that yummy she-cock. Crawling over at pace stopping at the edge of the bed waiting.I gave Mistresses still glistening pussy a farewell lick and kiss, swinging my legs over the bed legs parting offering my hard she-cock to sissy, Mistress tugging at his leash bringing his head up, laying.