They talked about the night before: meeting at the bar, partying, laughing, going to bed together, the sex, the horizontal en pointe. By the time they... finished the meal Bree was wet and Bobby was playing with himself under the table.“We better get out of here before I unzip your dress,” he said.“How’s this for a start?” Bree asked, and pulled the zipper down six inches, teasing him with cleavage.“Let’s go,” he said. They walked out hand-in-hand.Fortunately there was a vacancy at the Holiday Inn. Kelly’s open gash was the only place for it to go. One stroke was a dual “oops” from both of them, the next stroke was a dual “moan.”Frank’s cock slid into Kelly’s pussy. Kelly was fucking him. ‘Twerking’ didn’t exist. Yet that’s basically what Kelly was doing on Frank’s cock. Frank started to actively participate. He moved his hands down to Kelly’s hips and began thrusting vigorously as they fucked.I’ve fucked a few women in water; the ocean, lake, river, pool, tub, shower. It doesn’t much. The next day however, Janice, the older of her two daughters came by the house. Janice was my age, though perhaps younger by one or two years. And though we had never met formally, I knew enough about her from Madeline that I felt I knew her. Janice too, like me…had recently been divorced. Seeing her pull her car into the driveway, I immediately headed over, though hesitant to ask, too curious and worried about my dear friend not to. I stood at the screened kitchen door and knocked, moments. ..”This was the most kinky thing she had ever heard. Her knees felt weak. That was mean!She also liked it!Him, not asking any questions, but just taking what he wanted and needed. Him, treating her as if he actually owned her. She knew that she would come, if this went on for more that a minute or two, maximum!Fingers slid out of her!!“Are you mine, Alexia?”“Yes, I am, sirrrrrrr”The last almost became a screeching. A finger. In the wrong hole! “I..am, sir” she repeated. Gawd, he was good, so.