Marking you as mine. I trail upwards to claim your lips as mine. Tongues dueling for dominance. Your hands fall to my hips pulling me closer, one of m...y hands is in your hair the other is on your arse, my thigh slipping in between your thighs, where I grind into your cunt. You pull away from my lips panting. I take this chance to move back down your neck biting, licking, sucking my way down to the neck line of your top. I move my hands to the bottom of your top pulling up, my fingers grazing. He loved it he was calling me ‘slut’ go on you whore’ which made me want his cock even more! Than we heard a bang and I just stopped knowing anything could happen next my heart was beating unbelievable fast then I heard the bedroom door open and someone walk across into the bath room at this point I was prepared to lose everything if my wife catched me now then I heard them walk by back into the bed room and once I knew it was all clear I went back to sucking his cock this time more intense and. I was so damn shy that I could hardly speak to another woman who wasn’t already a good friend and the closest we’d ever come to anything with another person was switching partners in a square dance. I was too shy to even ask another woman to square dance with me. I stepped out of the doorway and went back into my own room to sit on the bed and wait. I left the intervening doors open so neither Michelle or Ginger would have to go back outside. I sat on the bed with my eyes closed thinking about. She lifted herself onto her knees and pushed her pelvis forward.'You like this, too?' Her knees were gripping my torso, the strong tendons in her thighs standing out clearly. Where her body forked I could see her pussy lips, full and plump, glistening with need. I wasn't entirely sure what she needed though. She lowered her hands and pulled herself wide open, thrusting herself forward even more. 'And this? You love this, don't you, Doug? Fucking it and eating it and making it feel so good.' Her.