My last girlfriend, Let’s call her Pippa, Loved to watch porn too. We would watch it together and jack off to the videos. I was always worried about... what I watched though so I kept it to the softer genres. I thought she might think I was a sexual freak if I told her how much I like facials and bukkake. Pippa liked watching doggy style sex and I would finger her as she rubbed her clit. She would never cum though. She told me she squirts a lot on her own but when we were together it wouldn’t. A moment to savor the sensation. Slowly she opened her eyes. Her mouth still gaping. Her expression full of lust and helplessness. “Hello boys ” she breathed in a weak voice, looking directly at the camera. Then she looked down and realized that her breast had been pushed to the side, the nipple having slipped out and off her fingers, now fully exposed and perked up. Erect. Hardened. Plump and taut. Tingly and sensitive. “Look...” she said, still looking at her left nipple, “she wants to play. I occupied my thoughts with watching TV and leaeing one political reporting from fucking war crises in Ukraine. After that I finnish your daily routine caming into bad to sleep these night. No, it is immposible to sleep this night, I am hiering known sounds from next room by my room. The son's and mine room is divided by very thin wall. My son fucking that girl Sonia on the floor behind the wall where is opposite situated top of my bad and just to my head. Each his streak of strengthy. I heard her gasp above me as I teased the folds of flesh, and as always she began to get wetter, the scent of her sex overpowering my senses. As I dug deeper with my tongue, her weight pushing my face ever deeper into her muff, I heard her grunt, and my wide open mouth was suddenly filled with a glob of gooey, tangy fluid.I swallowed it dutifully down even as I realised that she was feeding me the god-knows-how-many loads of the boys' spunk she was holding up inside her, but I felt oddly floaty.