Uh oh, he said, never lifting his head as he tsk-tsked, look at that shoe. She peered down to see the largest wet spot right across the straps of her ...best leather heels. She leaned down and un-strapped it, then the other, and set them both on the table. You shouldnt do that, I didnt get all the glass, he warned as she crossed the wet leg over the dry one last thing I need is for someone to get hurt tonight. Its about time for me to go anyway, she said glancing off-handedly at the door, and. She helped as best she could, but it was obvious she was nearly spent. I’d given her quite a ride, but hadn’t gotten much of one myself. I laid her down on the carpet in a clear spot, and rolled her onto her stomach, lifting her hips slightly, I exposed her juicy vagina and was inside her again before I could realize it. Slower this time, though, I wanted to enjoy it. And I realized that she was clenching, and gasping, with every thrust- apparently she was still riding the double orgasm, and. We parked and started walking in the park. She went on to explain that she didn’t even like the Douche-Nozzle and that the only reason she saw him was because their families had been friends for years. She said he had been pressuring her for years to go out and that she never let him touch her. I considered telling her that the guy used to brag that he was fucking her. But I decided the move would be obvious and too self-serving (I prefer to live in a world where the courtesy of the man-code is. .. OH MY GOD!" But with the squeaks of the bedsprings in the background and grunts of pleasure from her lover below, it was not a woman in prayer but the sounds of a woman being fucked out of her mind. Soon it was time for a change of positions as Mike got Jill onto all fours to face the decorative screen that her husband was hiding behind. Time and time again, Steve watched the petite body of his wife shuddering uncontrollably in orgasm after orgasm as she moaned for his shipmate to keep on.