I ran my fingers gently between her ass cheeks, lightly grazing across her puckered sphincter. As we walked back to the house he seemed to have gotten something in his eye. “They got a good start this morning, but didn’t get around to the upstairs.” she told them, Get to it. She put two fingers to her mouth, producing a loud piercing whistle. She held my hands to her breasts. I was puzzled, We usually used my car as his truck was normally reserved for work. She crawled up my body, kissed me and whispered ‘doggy style’ in my ear. She gasped and cried out, slamming back at me, her hips shaking out of control as she stroked herself on my prick and finger. More noise grew my attention to the back door. We discussed the house and its possibilities for a while. I’d thought it would take weeks to get a place. I started stroking into her pussy, pulling back until I was just barely in her then slid back into her in long slow strokes.
