Especially about the hang up I had with Jamie not swallowing. Amy and I were good friends. That was until that fateful phone conversation in January. ...We were talking about dreams. Amy was acting funny. She was quieter than normal. So, I asked her what she was thinking about. She said, “You don’t want to know.” I said, “sure I do.” Then she drop the bomb- shell. She told me that she was picturing me naked, and she was on her knees looking up at my prick, waiting for. He grabbed my hips in his hands and started thrusting in and out with long slow strokes. I closed my eyes, just enjoying the feeling of being stroked on the inside, but was soon needing him to go faster, I tried to increase the speed on my end, but with him holding my hips it was almost impossible. I muttered that I needed him to go faster and a glint of something I didn’t recognize flashed across his eyes. He pulled out completely, but before I could protest he pulled me to my feet, flipped. “Ohhhhhhhhgggg oghh your fingers feel so good inside of me. Fuck me deeper,” she moaned as Helena’s fingers plunged deep inside her again. Her own fingers now wildly frigging her own clit while Helena worked excitedly on her g-spot. The orgasm was building, faster and faster now. She knew it was so close, “Uhhhhggh,” “uuggghhh god,” she grunted and groaned, fucking Helena’s fingers high into the air, banging against her mound. “Aaaaaaghh fuuuuckkk meeee. Ooh my goddd I’m gonna cum. Uhggg. . so my mind was in work again.. I kept the paint box on the other side and wontedly spilled some paint on the bed and told “mam move this side pl paint got spilled” and she moved .. I pretended and me moved away from her as she moved towards me in this act I was about to fall down from bed and she suddenly took her arm around my hips and pulled me… a double treat for me..The sexiest hand s on my hips pressing it and the right boob is in touch with my side…… aaaaahh I moaned inside what a.