It moves slightly back and I realise that now Ms Nwakor is probing Ekaete's anus. And all the time Ms Nwakor's tight vagina rides up and down, up and ...down on my cock.It can’t last. I let out a muffled roar into Ekaete's pussy and feel my cock explode inside Ms Nwakor's pussy. Spasm after spasm racks my aching bollocks. I feel the wetness of my own spunk flooding Ms Nwakor's cunt. For a moment the two women are both still, weighing down on me. I could blissfully suffocate like this. My cock. ” With that we fell on the bed and I began to suckle first one tit then another. Dottie was moaning as I moved down her stomach and began to kiss her belly button. When I finally took my fingers and spread her pussy lips, and touched her clit with my tongue, Dottie had an orgasm and grunted “that was fantastic” and pulled my head back to hers. I told her I did not have a condom and asked if she was on the pill. She told me this was her safe time, that she had finished her period about. She encouraged me with her sounds, body movements, holding my head to guide me. We writhed together, made wordless sounds together. One way or another, I reached her. I could feel she was climbing toward her own orgasm. I increased the tempo of my sucking, tickling her clit, keeping a finger inside to further stimulate her. All of that synced up perfectly with her own motions. Soon she was clamping me in her thighs, bucking and jumping, squeezing and releasing as she gave an almost inhuman. So did Ben.” He grinned, stood up, and went out the door. He returned moments later with two bottles. When he returned, I was still in the kitchen working away though most of the work was done.“What’s with two bottles?”“I thought you might like the Teacher’s. If that continues to be true, I thought I would ply you with a Rusty Nail.”“What’s a Rusty Nail?”“It’s a drink made with Scotch and Drambuie. I particularly like it made with Teacher’s.” He poured two drinks of a finger each of the.