As she rocked backwards and forwards against Richard’s cock, Penny saw that Annie and Peter had stopped whatever they were doing and were watching h...er and Richard. Annie was masturbating Peter while he rubbed at her tits. Annie whispered something to Peter and he nodded agreement. They got up and came over to Penny. “Penny. I really want to watch Peter come onto your tits” said Annie bluntly. “Is that ok?”“Oh yes!” moaned Penny. “Please, please, make him come on me!”Peter’s cock was thick and. The pavements were glazed with invisible, treacherous ice, and even if she wanted to risk a sprained ankle, the crowds of shuffling commuters on all sides of her would make trying to hurry futile.She gazed down the street ahead of her, straining to make out the sign of the place he'd told her about amongst all the others. The brightly-lit shopfronts lit the snow with a false yellow warmth, the flakes like so many fireflies against the black January sky.She almost missed it. The white-brick. He had no baggage, no children and his parents had passed away some time ago. He seemed happy within himself to protrude this confident aurora wherever he went. That attracted me to him when we first met. We met about four times through the Match website, though in all honesty, I had known Matt a long time ago. Which was why, I found myself sitting at the edge of the quayside near to my home, pondering my thoughts and wondering about the future; about how I was going to fuck it up, yet again.. You want to help, you want to make her cum again, so you slide off the bed, lie below me, try to lick - but the distance is too great. I pull out, urge her up onto the bed. She lowers her pussy onto your face and you lick the dripping honey from her, wanting this, wanting her pussy, her wetness, the taste, the feel of knowing a woman this intimately. You take her pussy, her juices, while I kneel behind her and shove my cock deep. She grinds her pussy against your face while I fuck her tight.