She had her arms around my neck and we were either kissing or she was begging me not to stop. She kept telling me to keep fucking her and that she ne...ver knew it could feel so good. She actually started crying softly, thanking me for making love to her and making her feel so good.It was time to put it in high gear. I wanted her orgasm to hit her hard. I threw her legs over my shoulders and started pumping my cock hard and fast into her tight cunt. I was determined to make her cum and she. I had spent five days being primed as his sex toy, focussed exclusively on giving and receiving pleasure, and my body didn’t understand the delicacy of having people around; didn’t care that there was an audience. I was ready for him before he had even pressed himself against me the first time. Trusting that the attention of the other members of the tour group was focussed elsewhere he let his hands wander up to my breasts. He ignored my straining nipples He ignored my straining nipple, just. Why would he tell me to come over if he had people there? I hadn't traveled very far when my cell phone rang. I answered and it was him. He asked why I didn't stop. I told him because he had friends over. He just laughed and said they would never know I wasn't a real woman and would be leaving soon. I could wait in the house he says. I wanted his cock so bad and I thought why not. They would only see me going from the car to the house. I slowly pulled my car into the drive way and Phillip. I had cum twice, once in her cunt, once in her ass. Sharon had cum a bunch, and "yes" I went down on her. She did her drooling tongue lick thing when I moved to fuck her from behind, but that was it for oral. How can you be so satisfied and yet so frustrated all at the same time?A knock at the front door stirred me from my ruminations. I threw on some shorts and went to answer it."Hi Matt, is Sharon..."It was our neighbor Gina. As she spoke I found myself starring at her lips - she has the most.