As the moment settled a bit, he pressed on. Sliding his hand under the front of her skirt, he squeezed and massaged her panty-covered mound. A moan vibrated through her throat as his fingers traced, teased and toyed with her damped slit. He knew the time had come, so he gripped the top of her panties and pulled them free and they joined his PJs on the floor. Jim reached behind her left knee, raising her leg, and rested her foot on a small table beside the door.

Grace took the hint and released his hard, throbbing cock, only to reach between her legs and grip it again. She guided his thick cockhead between her dripping cunt lips. Jim took hold of his stiff cock and began sliding it up and down between her wet lips, paying close attention to toying with her raised clit. Pushing forward, he eased the fat head of his dick inside her waiting hole, followed by a couple inches of his man meat. Slowly stroking her, teasing her, he began pumping in and out. "Just a little bit for now Grace?", he taunted her relentlessly. "Maybe just a little more honey?" he asked, as he added a couple more inches and continued stroking her tight hole, over and over.

Jim slowed his stroking and pulled all of his cock from her, except the thick head. He could her the 'pop', as he pulled out the head, then quickly jammed it back in. 'Pop', jam. 'Pop’, jam. Over and over he teased her begging pussy.

"Please Jimmy, Please!", she begged. He held both of her hips and thrust his entire length inside her waiting hole. "Oh Shit Yes.... Yes! ... Yes!" she screamed. Jim covered her mouth with his hand, for fear Frank or the customers would hear her cries.

Their bodies were clapping like lightning, and thunderous moans roared from them both. Grace erupted into a furious orgasm and her body shook uncontrollably, causing Jim to lose control and pump stored-up man seed deep inside her cove.

Five minutes or so passed before Grace broke the silence with, "Wow... Wow!"

Jim chuckled lightly and said, "I agree, darling! Now how about we share a warm shower?"

Jim's body was spent. His eyes gazed at her naked form as his soapy hands traced over her back and everywhere else. As she turned to face him, Jim said softly, "Maybe I should take your temperature, just to be safe?"

Knowing exactly what he meant, Grace lowered herself to her knees and took his 'Man-Thermometer' into her mouth.

It was going to be a long, hard weekend...