“Take off them shorts..it’s time you got fucked properly.” He said.“Please..I’ll suck you dry but not in my pussy!” I said. I then felt a... smack on my face. Not hard enough to bruise but hard enough to know he meant business. “Don’t fucking talk back to me bitch! Now, take off your shorts!” I got up and slid off my shorts and panties and he pushed me down onto the couch. “Your pussy is wet…I could smell it…you like this don’t you?”“Please…don’t…” I began but it was true. I did like it. . Deftly she inserted two fingers of her other hand into my steaming box, still using the other hand to pinch and massage my clit. Soon I felt my muscles tensing as I prepared to release the orgasm that had been held back too long. Tara noticed and stopped what she was doing, moving quickly to position her head between my thighs. Using her tongue on my clit, still pumping her fingers in and out of my dripping pussy, she brought me to a screaming orgasm. She lapped up the juices as I came for what. As this happened her breath quickened then slowed she then resumed riding up and down on my cock and after a while the same thing happened, all this time her eyes were closed and I realized that she was having orgasms and savouring the sensation of riding my cock. I decided to try it, I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensation of Susan's pussy enveloping my cock and gently stroking it as she moved up and down, before too long I was experiencing waves of tingling sensations starting at. Perhaps I had more in common with Maggi’s exhibitionism than I realized. Cee was close enough that I could reach over and begin stroking her pussy through her neatly trimmed hair. Of course, she was still wet and it seemed like she was eager to have me be the one touching her. While we were both feeling the buzz of the moment, I also had a sense that this wasn’t the time to keep going. Charles had stopped at the edge the bed. True, it was crowded. What really stopped him was guilt and.