‘What do you say to it being my turn?’ Benny began to unzip his pants and Clara looked up slyly. She reached out and pushed the pants to his knees... where they continued the rest of the way to the step. ‘Maybe we should go to my room.’ Clara suggested. ‘That probably wouldn’t be a bad idea.’ Benny pulled his pants up and held them as they went to Clara’s room. They were barely through the door before Clara pushed Benny down and whipped the hard dick from its boxer enclosure. She started slow. Over the next hour i discovered that she had been with one guy before and that was over a year before.I could tell she was a little bit stoned, i leaned over to kiss her and she put her arm around me and pulled me closer. My cock was rock hard in my jeans, i felt it pushed against her stomach as i pushed her back onto the couch. Within a minute i was squeezing her huge tits through her tracksuit top, she breathed heavily as we slipped our tongues into each others mouths.I moved back a little. He had long black hair that fell just above his shoulders and his muscles were toned, not like a body builder but that of an athlete. The tempo of the song slowed to a smooth sensual sound. They pressed their bodies against each other. He moved behind her and she began to grind her smooth firm ass against his crotch. As the music played the friction and heat between them increased. He leaned down and whispered in her hear, a secret perhaps, then his lips lightly brushed against the nape of her. "Oooh. Oh god its big. Yeah that feels good" she says. The guy is barely talking, its just my drunk girlfriend making this all happen."Damn you're tight, you feel amazing" he says. "Ok just a few more strokes" she says, "you can't cum inside me." "Ohhh. Ohhh please. Just...a few more" she says, she's breathing so heavily. Her voice is really straining. "Oh just a few more. Don't...cum. You can't cum, oh please, oh please" she is saying.I hear the slap of his skin on hers, he is really pumping.