She found the music and held the folder triumphantly aloft. "This will be perfect. I've worked on it before. It's Spring, get it? Just like us, just s...tarting out." Her excitement was contagious."This will be so much fun. Even if I stink, you have to promise to carry me along." I'm sure you won't stink, and if you do, I'll stink too. We'll stink together." I couldn't believe those words were coming from my mouth. I'd always taken this kind of music so seriously. Always. The thought of just. He slapped my hand away and told me he didn’t want to cum yet. Jamal sped up and telling my how much he enjoyed my wet pussy. He began to ram in and out. I begged him to “fuck me harder, fuck my pussy, yeah, yeah, ooooohh!!” I came again as he shot his cum into my pussy. It felt so damn good!Jamal pulled out and Eric took his place. He didn’t take his time entering my either. He slammed in balls deep saying, “You like it hard slut, you aint seen nothing yet!” Eric fucked me harder than the. She wanted me and she had forgotten all about our role playing.My cock sprang to life at her insistent touch and was straining for release. Sheila and I were never able to resist each other for very long and this was no exception. We had ripped off so many buttons and shredded so many clothes in our haste to feel our naked bodies against one another that we longer bothered to try to count them. In the heat of our passion, all that mattered to us was the joining of our bodies for mutual. But without a word, Emika’s hand moved upward and found my sensitive plum marinating in its own juices. She wasted no time in slathering more of my copious flow around the head, and then grasping gently below the glans, she began putting the slippery cream to good use with artful strokes. In particular, she was careful to shrink the aperture of her grasp with each upstroke, mimicking the closing of her pussy with each retreat of my cock within it. And with each downstroke, I could close my eyes.