She walks a few steps and feels him behind her, bending her over the table. His hand caresses her ass, no doubt admiring how her well toned legs and a...ss look with the heels and stockings still on. She holds onto the table for support as she feels his cock rubbing her clit. She knows he’s getting it nice and wet with her juices and savoring the sensation before he fills her. When he is pleased with how wet he is, she feels him positioning his cock at her pussy entrance. Exasperatingly slowly he. Taking my wet finger, I rubbed her backdoor. ‘Yes do it now, fuck my ass!’ Pushing back my finger went deep in her tight ass. I thrust my tongue in her pussy in unison with my finger in her ass. My wife matched the tempo as she sucked my cock. It was not long and her body shuddered as both of her sweet holes squeezed tight. ‘AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH, I’M CUMING!’ Her sweet nectar poured forth as I licked up all that I could. She sucked my cock one last time, the cream shot forth filling her mouth. She. Five minutes." Karen crossed her legs and took a deep breath. Seven minutes later they were in Justin's car on the way to his room. He was breaking several traffic laws. "Can't you drive faster?" Karen writhed in the passenger seat. "I was soooo close and you stopped me." "Five minutes was up." "Fuck the five minutes. I needed another thirty seconds." "I will do everything in my power to make you forget those thirty seconds. What's it going to take?" It took her the rest of the drive to tell. She liked my taste in music and wine. I started off cooking macaroni and cheese which she told me she loves. She was talking all through the whole time I was cooking and she loved that I’m a good listener. And then a song that had become a recent favourite came up and I asked her if she’d like to dance, she agreed, I guess the wine was making her less hesitant and more bold. So I switched off the pasta as it was done and took her to the living room or hall as many call it and we got to dancing,.