As the elastic reached the tip of my erection it sprang out, brushing against her face. She removed the pants and stroked my rigid cock. As she stood..., I bent over the arm of the sofa and, without warning, received a very strong swipe of the crop. I leapt up yelling loudly as I rubbed my bum. Alison watched my cock swinging back and forth. “I didn’t tell you to bend over,” she explained. She pushed back the foreskin, exposing the swollen head of my cock. “I’ve decided I’m going to spank him,”. He would slip in with ease, as Ellen would be so excited that her tunnel would be well lubricated. They would fuck furiously, until Steven blasted his sperm inside of Ellen.They would lie together, Steven’s cock still inside of her, gently twitching as they professed their love for each other. Then, Ellen would roll him off of her, on to his back. She would crawl down between his legs and lick their combined juices off of him, and gently coax his cock back to erection.Ellen would suck his cock,. Not lust. Love.Usually I go right to sleep. Tonight though? No. I toss. I turn. My mind is a million thoughts and most of 'em have to do with the conversation we had before we turned the lights out.I tried. I tried to tell myself that what we talked about, a threesome with Sherry, me and Lane, was okay. I mean, this is the Twenty-first century. People arent' tied to those old ways.People aren't. I'm people. Therefore I shouldn't be.But I am.I sat up straight in bed. I touched Lane, thinking I. I also thought about the four orgasms that my pussy had which saturated the white satin thongs I was still wearing, molding them to the shape my pussy. These thoughts had me so aroused I began slipping my fingers to my panties and began playing with my pussy. It’s been sometime since I got this worked up over something but it has been six months since breaking up with my boyfriend, and with school and work, I haven’t even thought about sex since the breakup.After another fabulous orgasm I stood.