He didn't seem to hear her.Her next whisper was fiercer, more insistent.“Did you fucking hear me? I need your cock, NOW!”, she demanded in a harsh... whisper.“Don’t make me beg”, she pleaded, not realizing that she was already begging.Slowly, she unbuttoned and lowered her pants. Her hips shimmied side to side as she pulled her pants down. Not fully, because she knew it would scare him off, but enough to give him access. Her hand worked his meat more intensely, matching what she knew would be. Michelle almost always wore white because it was a lush contrast with her sister's. Both were very beautiful and they had a gay time at night."Melissa," Michelle pounded on the door. "Open the door, quickly." It's open!" Melissa tried going back to sleep."It's Thomas, we were making love and he just collapsed just after he shot his cum into me," Michelle informed her, sounding frightened."Oh shit!" Melissa tossed as silk robe over her nude body. "Did you call the doctor or the police?" Not yet,. Miriam explained to Penny that the pleasure that she was getting from sex was from older guys (mostly men professors) who knew what a woman’s sexual makeup was about. “It’s more than just a hard dick going inside you Penny,” she said with a dreamy look on her face, “It’s as much about the foreplay, the afterglow, and milking the interludes. Fucking’s just the icing on the cake.”“Under my circumstances,” Penny asked, “Is there any way I can experience more pleasure?”Miriam said, “It’s up to the. We made no eye contact. “Get up and straddle his cock” Connie ordered, as she slapped my wife’s still-open thighs. “Slide down on hubby’s cock and then lean forward against him. Them hang on thigh, whore!”My wife rolled over, straddled my torso and then worked my hard cock up into her well-used pussy. He then lay down against me and wrapped her arms under my neck, resting her head on my shoulder. We felt the bed shift and Connie announce that she was simply applying lube to the whore’s asshole..