Making myself cum loudly… I should have done it… Mmmm… mmmm… No, dont want to cum yet… Scott looked at me with the cum all over my tits, and... he came over, grabbed my head, and shoved his hard cock into my mouth. Normally Id hate if he did that, just fucking my face, but I sucked that cock as hard as I could, as deep as it could, letting it fill my mouth, managing not to gag. And when I could tell he was about to cum, and saw that Cathy was sitting next to us watching us, the same way Id watched. ”“Thanks, let me smell yours.”I didn’t wear perfume but I had aftershave. I offered her my neck and she pressed her nose against it. Her skin against mine made me shiver. Then she lay her hand on my thigh as she gently kissed my neck. I sat still, didn’t move an inch.“Do you like it?” she whispered in my ear before nibbling on the lobe.“Mm.”“What about this?”Her hand pulled down my zipper and held my cock. “Oh, shit.”“Shush, baby. Let me make you feel good.”She began to stroke me, not too fast,. After thanking me she said she’s going to have a bath and told me to use any of her cloths if I need to so go to her room just in time she was undressing in front of her attached bathroom door not knowing I’m watching sneakily. She took off her long traditional dress leaving her with a red lace panty covering her round bottom and a purple bra holding her big breasts which as soon as she took off realising her thick dark big nipples which I would cherish inside my mouth if I had the chance.. Later I realized that writing porn is a kind of addiction because one cannot simply write porn.A writer needs to think of the situation, position, conversation, action, and many other things. In the course of thinking this will make a writer think about sex all the time. This will definitely take their productivity out from their life. They will be always thinking about this. Writing requires a hell lot of time from their daily activity.I personally felt that I gave the least priority to real.