Mandy noticed this and giggled softly.“A little excited baby?” she asked playfully. “Well - time to measure you, honey!”Her warm hand released... my hard shaft, and I felt her slide the cool ruler along the upper side of my cock. For what seemed like an eternity she was silent. Then she let out a soft chuckle.“Umm, honey?” she began, “You're now the proud owner of a cock that measures exactly… five and a three-eighth-inches.”She giggled as my eyes sprang open, and I felt my pulse skyrocket. I. My vision is beginning to sparkle. I'm going to cum. I tell you so, and you moan with delight. I ask you where, and you tell me anywhere I want. This feels amazing. You feel amazing. I pull back urgently. I'm going to cum on your ass. Fuck. Almost out, I collide with your legs again, and they push back against me. You are so tight. Both of us are quivering, shaking, partway over the edge.One more attempt, but your legs are crossed, holding me down, pressing me further into you. I tell you that. My tongue finds hers, and plays. My middle finger reaches into her pussy. Stretched wide due to my cock, it is sloppy at the moment, cunt juice and cum mixed, running out. I return to her clit. I hold her close, running my fingertip over her clit quickly. Having cum during our session, her clit is sensitive, and responds quickly. Her breath shortens, legs spread wide, hips arch her pussy into my fingers. I play, focused on making her cum again. Faster, harder, I assault her clit. I hear it in. She completed her outfit with a frilly garter belt that supported her lightweight nylons, and tossed on a skimpy slip that barely reached to the top of her thighs. Her thin clinging dress was of a light blue color, setting off the color of her eyes.Then, Alice proceeded to put on her make up, trying to cover as well as possible the traces of sexual hangover with bases and powder. She didn't want Richard to notice anything.There was the sound of familiar voices outside their room. Was it.