Please stop!" cried John."Then get in there and make us some lunch," said Sally forcefully as shepushed him away from her. "And it better be good!"Jo...hn got up slowly from the carpet and made his way crying into thekitchen, all the time keeping as much distance as possible between himselfand Sally. Sally sat down on the couch, no longer interested in the TV. She had totake stock of what had just happened. She decided quickly that she wasgoing to have to find a way to keep John from telling. The entire length of my cock was moving from just barely having the head inside of her to being deep enough that my balls were completely pressed against her asshole. Her moaning kept on going and she began rubbing her clit again. Each thrust made my balls slap against her asshole and her tits would bounce as her whole body jolted from each impact.I could feel her pussy start to clinch around my cock as she began to cum again. This time her moans turned into one continuous sound as she came. "Yesss," she hissed.She sank back a little, just enough to split her shaven lips with the head of my cock. I pumped my hips out of sheer reflex, but she artfully kept herself just out of my reach, teasing me with her contact. She grinned at me, and lowered her head to play her tongue around the hollow of my throat.I rubbed my hands up and down the smooth skin of her narrow flanks and she purred in response. She rocked her hips up and down, sliding my cock bottom to top between her soaking lips.. I guessed she tied it to one of the clothesline poles. It came very close to forcing me to take a step backwards. She pulled my hood off. I was halfway in between the poles, facing the one closest to the house. Kara had removed everything but a black thong. Smiling mischievously, she kissed me on the lips before giving my cock a short stroke and walking back to the backpack. Wandering over with one hand behind her back, she put the other on my shoulder and started grinding against my.