As usual, when Jason camehome, and Ronnie was cooking, he'd walk up behind her, and gave her kisson the neck. And, tonight was no exception. But, Ronn...ie felt different.She turned around, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gave him a deepkiss. When they broke the kiss, she looked him in the eyes, and startedcrying.Jason looked at her with concern, and said, "Honey, what's wrong?"Ronnie couldn't stop crying long enough to say anything, so Jason justheld her.As she started to calm down, Jason. As soon as I got off of the phone, she jerked off my pants and mounted me. She went all bucking-bronco for a minute before she erupted into a full-on squirting climax.She crumpled down onto me and stayed there for about thirty minutes.Knowing that we had to get a shower and change our clothes for dinner, I woke her gradually. As she began to perk up, I said, "We need to get cleaned up for your showing at dinner, sexy."She replied by kissing me softly as she slowly sat up. As she rolled off. Rebecca, now rubbing her own clit with her free hand, moans "Oh my fucking god," and arched her back high in the air, barely able to breathe and clamping her thighs hard around her own hand, her knees shooting up to her chest, Alicia leaning down to bite her right nipple, Mark squeezing the left. A short squeal and final shiver, and both girls collapsed onto the table next to each other, barely touching with delicate fingers. Mark walked around the table and found his wife's open mouth, licking. The drive was almost at an end and I didn’t want to arrive at Aimee’s house with a fully erect cock. As fun as the thought was, I would probably attract some stares on the walk to the door. Eventually, the concentration required to navigate unknown streets was distraction enough to allow my burning desire to settle, and I arrived at Aimee’s at about 6.30, my cock soft and appropriate.I stepped out of the car and onto the pavement, my tight dress sliding up my thighs as I did so. My heels.