Her moans deepened and she started speaking gibberish. "Nnggghhyaaa, yaaa, I loooove you, yes Paul, fuucck meee!" The mention of the name Paul almost ...interrupted the perfect tempo I had built up. But I breezed through unrelenting in my attack on her pussy. I was starting to get tired in that position so I lay back down and she quickly straddled me enveloping a few inches of my cock with her warm cunt. She wasted no time and started gyrating her hips in slow circular motions giving me desire. All I need is for you to say yes." And if I don't?" I'll spread the rumor that you have thirty-seven different strains of sexually transmitted diseases." Thirty-seven?" What can I say? You must be very, very sexually active." You are an evil person. Fortunately for me I have a defense to use." And that would be?" That I got fourteen of them from you when you pulled a train at my birthday party." And you say that I am evil. Okay, I'll drop the blackmail, but while I had her on the phone I told. I was trying to get over her, and living our amazing experience over and over wouldn’t help me do that. I thought about my Tom Welling sex tape, but decided to have an early night instead. So I switched on the TV and idly watched the news as I nursed a glass of scotch. It was close to 11pm when I heard the doorbell ring. I frowned. No-one came knocking for me at this time of night. I prayed it wasn’t a family emergency. Carefully I opened the door and came face to face with… “Surprise!”. I turned back to watch Jon’s face as he was clearly having the time of his life fucking my tight young pussy.Flipping me over, he started to pound me from behind, and with a deep growl he arched his back and with one final thrust, filled me with his seed. The combination of how naughty this all was, with Kay’s masturbation coming to a rather noisy climax at the same time, was enough to tip me over the edge and I came, my pulsing muscles milking every last drop of Jon’s semen.We all collapsed,.