The funny thing was that making love to Sarah was just as arousing to me. I could feel myself getting more and more aroused as I realized how aroused ...I was making Sarah. One hand slid my panties to mid-thigh and I began to finger myself, just flicking my clit. As I began to moan, I realized that my moans were like electric shocks to Sara’s clit. I could hear Sarah now, sharp gasps with each bite on her clit. Her hips started to undulate. I just wanted her to come.As her legs began to shake, she. She hadn't even kissed him. All she was actually guilty of was writing some messages to an old flame. No, it was worse than that. How did Jimmy Carter say it?Jane had lust in her heart. That made it just as bad as if she had actually done something. She was having an emotional affair with some clown from her past. She was spending time and effort on her relationship with him that could have been spent on us.At the same time, maybe it was just a harmless fantasy. Everyone had a right to their. Looking up at him, I asked, Do you want me to swallow? Reaching down to take a breast in each hand, he pulled me towards him so I am straddling his body. Breathlessly, he answered, I want you to ride it. Leaning back a little to give him a good view, I lowered myself onto his throbbing pole, my breasts bouncing and swaying as I slowly rode up and down on his cock. He reached up to massage my breasts before deciding to take a more active role, pulling me forward to bring the soft, fleshy orbs. “What a good little whore.” He praised. Without further warning, he resumed fucking himself in and out of her face. He had always loved the sight of his pink dick disappearing into her ebony face. He continued to look in to her eyes as he used her for his pleasure. When he could finally feel himself getting close, he began to give her he instructions for the rest of the weekend. “Your body is now my personal play toy. I will fuck your mouth, pussy, or ass whenever or however I want. I will cum.