I've told you how I feel that I have to fix things. I guess I have some sort of hero complex. I dream that knights in shining armor can be real, and... I think I must become one when a woman is upset. It's been that way for as long as I can remember. Sometimes, I wind up looking foolish, I guess. Sometimes I feel like Don Quixote, tilting at windmills, in my case, thinking that I can dry a woman's tears. It's worth it, though, because sometimes, in some small way, I succeed. When I can. While one hand fucked herself the other found her clitoris, she fingered it wildly and groaned, "Finger my ass...!" He obliged, first licking then fingering it as the dildo thrust beside him. "Put the other end in!" she cried, still fingering her clit. He twisted the dildo and eased the other end into her anus: she gasped and panted, "Fuck me...!" Again he obliged her, holding the dildo with one hand and fucking her holes deeply with it. She cried and moaned, her face on the bed and her. I then put a hand on each and started rubbing and finger fucking both girls, they started moaning and pushed my hands even deeper in, their legs shaking and backs arching. After they both came, I took my fingers out and tasted their pussy juices and they both tasted sweet and didn’t smell bad, this prompted the girls to throw me down on the bed and start slowly sucking my cock. Kerry started and spit onto my cock before stroking it which pleased me immensely. She then started to alternately. His fingers moved inside my wet cunt and then he removed them. I breathed a seep sign of relief! Then he violently pushed me forward and my tits got soaking wet in the sink and I got wahing up liquid bubbles in my hair. I gripped the sides of the sink so that I did not get a dunking! Shit! I exlaimed. WTF? Then I was amazed and astonished as his dick, which he had got out, slid up my thigh as he pulled one of my legs to the side – and further apart. Then I felt his dick enter into my cunt from.