Her mouth opened wider and wider the deeper it slipped in. “Huaaa! Mmmmnaa! It’s really stretching me!” She moaned raising her leg higher. “...Mnn! Yeah! That;s so fucking tight! Oh how’s that feel baby!” Frank asked, pushing slowly inwards. “Uh, huh! Oh it hurts a little, but it feels so good!” He moved deeper into her, with deliberate slowness, letting her feel every inch. Alan saw clearly as her pussy swallowed up Frank’s cock. She winced a little as it reached the base. “Amy, are, are you. Although she was unable to spread her thighs wider, Jack found it easy to thrust into her with vigour. Helen gripped the back of the couch, feeling every single pounding thrust of his hard cock. She could feel the tingling pleasures of it inside as it touched a similar g-spot to the one within her vagina. But then Jack stopped and withdrew, sliding his penis up and down between both orifices. ‘Please don’t stop.’ Helen softly whispered, her head buried into the backrest of the couch. ‘Oh you. Meanwhile, I called my boss to ask for a few says off but, being very busy that day, I could only manage to arrive 15 minutes late to an empty lounge so I ordered a cup of coffee before heading back home. As I was about to leave, Linda appeared and joined me to plan her visit and tell me about herself while sipping a glass of wine.In her mid fifties, Linda told me she was a lady of leisure married to a rich businessman, away most of the time. It was the first time she came back to Paris since. "I was shocked. I was certain she was a virgin. I mean she's a minister! As she sat there, with that familiar calm expression on her face I knew that I was... "conflicted." I hate that psychobabble term, but it's what I was. I felt a surge of jealousy and I knew that details would just make it worse. I also knew that I needed to understand what made Cindy the person she was. Then, before I could make any sort of decision, she answered the question that I wanted to ask most."I haven't been.