"Sam, I want to talk to you later."I looked a question at her, but she shook her head."Later, Sam." Sure, Mrs. D."With that, she invited us in for lem...onade. Mrs. D noticed when Rick paused and looked at the swimming pool, blue and shimmering in the bright sun. She laughed."Before lunch, Rick?"He almost jumped with joy."Sure, Mrs. D!"She surveyed the rest of us, hot and a little flushed after the trip with the Jeep's air-conditioning straining to keep things livable, and figured out immediately. My cock is so hard for your wife’s pussy,” he says as he begins to fuck her with long deep strokes.“Yes, fuck her, fuck her good. She has fantasized about a black cock in her for years. Give her a good fucking.”He puts his hands on her ass and starts to stroke in and out. Long deep strokes, each one a little faster and a little harder. His balls slap her cunt and clit with each thrust. He squeezes her as with one hand and reaches to hold her hair with the other. Pulling her blonde hair in a. " Even though you know what I require of you?" Yes, that too."They sit in silence for a while, listening to the crackling of the flames."I have never let any woman know my true nature before." he says, after a pause. "And I am afraid you will not think so much much of me when I have exercised a little of my desire upon you." You can trust me." she replies."But you cannot trust me, my dearest. This is a point of no return for you." I know," she says, and runs her hand up the inside seam of his. We’ll have the main course after we dry off.”“I think I’m ready to get out. Otherwise my fingers will get crinkly.”“We don’t want any cases of crinkle-finger.” Ron switched off the jets. He stood and climbed out of the tub and slipped into his robe. Holding April’s robe he gave her a hand so she could stand and step out.She slipped into her robe and Ron patted her to dry her. “I’ll be right out,” she said as she headed into the bathroom.Ron sat on a loveseat near the bed. What is it with women.