Her hand came behind my head to guide me as I licked and sucked at her musky pussy while Rick pounded into me.
Finally, As Cecily moaned and thrashed, Rick thrust into me deeply, emptying himself and triggering a mind-shattering orgasm on my part as well.
We collapsed into a heap on the couch, all sweaty and exhausted.
“You’ll have to invite your new friend here along to our next event,” Grant said to Rick.
“Of course I will,” he said, caressing my cheek.
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It was just after eight in the evening when Mrs.
Tiffany Prentice heard the chimes of the front door bell.
Indicating to her husband Bill that he should finish his coffee, she rose from the table, delicately dabbed at the corner of her mouth with a napkin and sashayed into the hall and towards the door.
The light silk dress that she wore billowed slightly in the cooler air of the hallway and Tiffany felt the nipples of her braless breasts tighten slightly under the material.
It was the 5th of the month - date night - and she was determined to ensure that, tonight, her older and much more conservative husband would satisfy the sexual tension that had been building steadily throughout the day.
If anyone would have told her five years ago, that at the age of only thirty four, she would be confined to sex just once a month, she would have thought them crazy.
But it was true.
Five years ago she had married Bill Prentice.
Bill was a good husband in many ways and earned enough at his job at the bank to keep Tiffy in the style to which she wanted to become accustom.