Bill took by hips and guided me down onto him, but not into me. We paused a moment to soak in the feeling, then I began to move forward and back slow...ly as Bill folded his pillow to raise his shoulders to see the head of his dick emerge through my pussy hair, then slip out of sight. I was watching myself, and so was Monica who was now lying on her side next to Bill, her head raised to get a clear view. I didn’t notice it at first – I was having a super time – but Monica had her left hand on. "I smile and follow, still speechless. She turns down her bed and climbs in, opening her arms for me. I lie next to her and fall into her arms.We kiss softly again, and I start caressing her, then wince with a little pain in my wrist.Ashley says, "Don't hurt yourself. Just lie back and let me please you."I lie back and she strokes my whole body lightly with her fingers - down my stomach, down the sides of my legs, then back up in front. My body is warming up to her delicate touch. It's not. I’m sure he thought I was nuts but I didn’t care. Carpe Diem, right? You know that is my motto. Even though that is what my head was thinking, my heart was still beating out of my chest.I whispered to him that I thought he was the most attractive man that I had ever seen and I wanted him, right there, right then. And then I KISSED him.His lips were warm and soft and (Thank you, Jesus!) he is an amazing kisser. We kissed for a few minutes and all these crazy thoughts were going through my head,. He pushed CiCi’s legs back and rammed his fat member back inside the loosening hole. “That ass wet as hell,” he remarked. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto CiCi’s puffy erect nipples. “I love fucking this faggot ass,” he announced pounding harder. CiCi’s boipussy farted. “Goddamn! This big dick makin’ that pussy talk,” the tall athletically built man laughed.“Fuck this bitch ass faggot pussy, nigga! Fuck me,” CiCi wailed loudly most assured disturbing his neighbors in the adjoining.