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“Like I’m being used.”“That’s exactly what you are. But those are actions done to you. I wish to know what your mind feels.”“I’m… co...fused. I’m not supposed to like it.”“So you do like it. Forget the ‘supposed’. No filter required.”He groans.“I get what you meant. I feel like a slut.” He gasps as I apply pressure on the plug. “I didn’t know it’d be possible to be this aroused.”I straighten up and yell a silent thank you at the ceiling. As I glance Jordan again, he’s clammed up. I’ve promised. Suddenly I heard the sound of the front door opening downstairs. "Shit," I thought to myself, "He's f'ing early!!" Baby, I just remembered that I left the dog out and he's barking. I'm going to have to put you on hold for a sec," I hurriedly replied, "I'll be back in just a minute."I put my phone on mute so Eric wouldn't say something The Stranger might hear and leaned it against the alarm clock on the bedside table. I jumped up to meet him downstairs where Eric wouldn't hear us, but I was. Since I had climaxed moments before with his fingers inside me, my pussy was very well lubricated and dilated, making his entry relatively easy. Eric grabbed my ankles and raised them up, over his shoulders, pulling my ass off the bed slightly, and pinning my shoulders against the mattress. He was starting to fuck me harder now, slapping his balls against m upturned ass as Albert fucked my mouth. I could feel the head of Eric's erection striking the front wall of my vagina, stimulating my. ‘I like your nails Jonsey,’ she said with a haunting evil grin. ‘I thought I would introduce you to a couple more of our neighbors. This is Oliver…he lives two houses over from Bill…his wife has Alzheimer’s and he does not get out very much lately.’ ‘Nice to meet you,’ Jon said, feeling compassion for the man’s plight while at the same time battling back his own jealousy for the way the stranger touched his wife. ‘A pleasure,’ Oliver replied. The tall man reached to shake Jon’s hand, making a.