Fuck me harder, Brad...”I squeezed and sucked her tits, and she gasped a barely audible whimper.“Yesssss.” She moaned.I thrust faster, more viol...ently, struggling to remain in control of my own orgasm until she came. It didn't take her long. She experienced a series of multiple small orgasms followed by a significant body shaking orgasm that sapped her of all her strength. Another pounding thrust and I felt her entire body buck under me. I held myself inside her, my grip still firm around her. Nisha was about to cum. She told him to go slower so it would last longer.All she heard was “Mmm,” and he went hard. Nisha could not take it anymore. She felt it from inside build-up. Everything she and him had done, everything she felt, all she wanted. With a sudden rush of orgasmic force, her legs began to shiver, and her eyes rolled to the heavens.She possibly had multiple orgasms. She was done, her legs so weak, she could not bend. Raj noticed. He pulled out, trying to finish himself. With. I answered in the affirmative. I doubt any heterosexual man could have done otherwise.I followed Cheryl out of the reception area. She had her guitar sitting on the floor in it's hard case. She grabbed the instrument and I followed her out a back door."Those things always get boring after a while." She noted.Once again I agreed. How could I do otherwise?We hailed a cab and she gave the cabbie directions."Where are we going?" I asked."Back to my hotel." Was her response, "You don't mind, I. I was too overcome with emotion to realize that I had left the door open. Kimberly froze and Janet came over and knelt next to me. She saw the panties in my hand and admired them, she saw the tiny stick man mowing Kimberly’s pubic hair and smiled, and then Janet grabbed Kimberly’s flabby ass and held her tightly as she buried her face in Kimberly’s pussy. As I watched I grabbed one of Janet’s breasts in my hand and slipped my other hand down her white stretch pants and into her panties. I kept.