Her mouth was tight and her tongue was super soft. Her lips stretched around the thickness of me. She pushed down until her nose touched me. She held ...it there... and held it there... and held it there, making my shaft shutter. She pulled off and gasped for air. She looked up and smiled at me. She placed her hand back on my cock stroking me and ran her tongue ring all over again, worshiping my cock.I looked down and noticed that she was rubbing her pussy with her left hand now while she blew me.. It wasn’t just the sexual stimulation of getting gangbanged. It was all about balancing their almost obsessive need for the four D’s: debauchery, desirability, domination, and degradation. She’d need the thrill of the feeling of being r@p*d without the damage and consequences, so very light on the last D. And a component of exquisite pain would need to be added for seasoning as well. I had the tools and ingredients at hand. All I had to do was concoct the proper recipe.’Ever so quietly, I spoke. " Ah, no wonder. Have you talked to her." Yeah, Sarah doesn't believe in Blue Balls. She thinks it's fiction dreamt up by horny boys." Abi laughed loudly and picked up her bowling ball and rolled it down the alleyway; we were one of the only people in the bowling alley and were able to talk quite freely. "I've tried telling her it's hell, but she won't listen. And she is going away over the holidays so I won't get to see her then, and she has jobs to do and family to see before she goes." Ahh. Such a fucking slut you are.” While she had a great sex life with her husband, she had to admit it had been a week or so; it was a mutual agreement that her and Brian wouldn’t fuck the week of her period. He relentlessly took his cock nearly entirely out, and shoved it all into her again; this time, though, she kept herself from letting the cry escape her mouth. He slapped her ass and squeezed her neck from behind for leverage before he continually fucking her from behind, in the back seat of.