Wearing her uniform, she filled out her work blouse nicely and looked sexy with her blonde hair in a proper ponytail.“I’ll have a large double, do...uble and a large hot chocolate. Brad is hot chocolate fine with you, or did you want something else?” Scott asked.“Hot chocolate is fine with me, thank you.”“And another large hot chocolate,” Scott added.“Hi Brad,” Cindy smiled, preparing their order. “Tell your mom, Dad, and Vicky, I said hello.”“Hi Cindy, yeah, I’ll tell them.” Abby looked at Brad. He groans and slows down, my pussy tightening around him as my orgasm rips through every single muscle. I continue to shudder and spasm beneath him, involuntary movements as a side effect of my intense orgasm. He leaves a small trail of hickeys down my collar bone as he slowly pulls himself out to the head and eases completely back into me. I moan, my back still arched. He smiles and continues the slow, filling pace until my body relaxes. Then he wraps his arms around me again and begins to. "Richard looked at me. My friend since college, Richard was a well-built guy, just under six feet, dark hair, dark eyes and a gentle manner."It's okay," I told him. "Give her what she wants."Richard stood. His eight-inch dong was pointing directly at my wife's sopping love hole. He stepped closer to the bed, took his meat in his hand and slid the knob up and down her slit."Quit fucking around," she whispered. "Inside."Richard edged closer and his cock slid easily inside my steaming wife."Oh,. Not that I saw any of it- lay on the dirty carpet, bleeding out- but that rat bastard fucked the ever loving shit out of her. Gripping her kitten heels he punished that dirty cunt and moments later she came all over his cock. Her inner pussy muscles gripping his spurting shaft as he filled her with cum. Gasping, she lay back and he slipped his cock out, his cum leaking from her pussy. She rolled over and lit a cigarette. She drew deeply on it and blew smoke to the ceiling. "Is he dead?" she.