.oh Tom…uuunnhh…unh…ump…ohh” Sheilahad her sneaker clad feet locked around her husbands assas they pumped away on the co...uch. She had ceased fightinghim off and was doing everything she could to fuck himback.Andy managed to stop the giggles by shoving his dick intoMelissa’s mouth, and between the scenes he had justwitnessed and the sight of Tom nailing Sheila on thecouch he was ready to go in just a matter of minutes.Melissa was just sitting back and allowing. "Would you please make love to me?" she asked in a soft hoarse voice."I'm sorry. I can't do that."Panic and fear crossed her face. "But why?" To make love, you have to love the person. I don't know you well enough to love you." But, how about just having sex?" What we would be doing would be out of basic animal need. You need to use the 'F' word."Inner turmoil could be seen going on inside her. "Would you f-fuck me?" she whispered. Getting the word out seemed to steel her. "Please, PLEASE, fuck. I couldn't quite see what she was doing as her legs were closed. I reached her home she said thanks for the ride can I repay you. I replied no its ok at which point she opened her legs and asked if I was sure. How could I refuse she invited me in . Once inside the door way she instantly grabbed my cock through my jeans and whispered in my ear I want to be fucked hard I wana be treated like a slut like the bitch my boyfriend was fucking. Wait here a minute and she disapeared into the bedroom .. I should let her have it, so that it wouldn’t jeopardize things tomorrow. I relented. “You’re right. I have a buddy of mine who I can stay with tonight. I’ll tell him my air conditioning isn’t working and that I couldn’t fall asleep.”Prem nodded with satisfaction. He got up and shook my hand, squeezing hard. I wanted to appreciate one small thing. “Amir, thank you for starting to call me by my proper name again.”Prem laughed, “You can thank your pretty wife for that. You earned your good name.