She jerked her hair back, and picked up speed, and I reached around her and grabbed her fine ass, helping her rise and fall on my crotch, picking up s...peed as she liked.She moaned as I buried my face in her tits, and chewed on each erect nipple, and she really began riding me, harder and harder. Woman on top sent out some slightly different sensations up my cock, from my customary missionary style or doggy style sex.I fucked her harder and harder as she moaned a bit louder, and I wondered if she. Rupali was 20 @ dat time, wheatish 36-26-38, simmi was taller,littele dark but same dimension. It was winters, so i was being cuddled rather squashed b/w my own sis and simmy. We were talkin about schools and gfs n i told them i didnt had any, and then i told y do i need a gf. Simmi told me that means u dnt know nething, i asked about wat, (i was nt faking my innocence) c said bout reproduction. I gave her all the biological detail. Then rupali who was listening from bhind my sister leaped in. I get back up and get on my knees behind you. My cock is almost instinctively guided into your dripping wet cunt. I slowly slide in; you stay motionless as I start to put more and more cock inside of you. You feel like nothing I have ever felt, every inch of you seems to be pulling me deeper inside, I give a final thrust to fully sink my cock into your pussy. It almost feels like you are resisting me as I start to pull away for my next thrust, like your body wants me to stay as deep as I. I sighed and put my daydreams away and went out to face the real world.Mark staggered in about twenty minutes later. I suspect he’d lost what little he had left in his stomach getting out of those clothes. The shower ran for an inordinately long time but I just sat at the table, sitting coffee. He finally dragged himself into the kitchen. The most apt description of how he looked was ‘like shit’, words I never thought I’d use to describe my husband. I got him a glass of water and several.