"Well, I need to cum really bad," Shirley explained. "The gardener and I had fucked regularly, before I married George. One could say he had introduced me to serious sex. I had vowed to myself to stop fucking him, when I got together with George, but this day I could resist. I had remembered what a hot stud he was and when I saw the unmistakeable bulge in his trousers I felt I needed it badly. I also felt even hotter, by the thought of George being nearby. I felt like a slut. Man, was I horny." Shirley laughed. "Well normally Marquez would finish me off, but this day I guess he knew it was not his turn to do it." .....