I leaned onto the back of the front seat and I felt him slide two fingers into my slit to join his big cock, while his thumb rubbed my sensitive clit ...and brought me to another intense orgasm. I flew forward and our mouths found one another once more as we began kissing and tonguing each other. I moaned out and begged for him to keep fucking me harder. My pussy was stuffed with his cock and two of his fingers while I rode him. He sat forward and leaned into me, reaching around the driver's seat. She got up took her gown off come and knelt in front of me, she undone my jeans and pulled out my cock and started to go up and down the shaft I couldn't believe what was happening she started to suck it, she then pulled my jeans off and got on the sofa and continued to suck my cock, she kneeled up on the sofa so I could play with her pussy she's not shaven which felt nice I was trying not to cum.I was fondling her tits small but firm she was licking my balls I couldn't believe how good she was. Remember Newton's law of teenage sexual combustion. Hormones in motion tend to stay in motion unless one of the partners says no. Besides I thoughtthat you always had fantasized about having sex as a woman." "Yeah, but it was a lot more romantic, loving, passionate, slower. Thisall seems so...cheap." The couple was finally having sex as Paul plunged his large penis intoher waiting slippery orifice. The moaning was threatening to drown outtheir conversation. "Ah you bought into. He was still hard as stone as he got down, guided his shaft into my cunt, and rammed it deep with one hard stroke. His hands were gripping my ass, pulling me up to take all of him. Holding me up as he grunted and fucked me. He was panting harder now. Jerking his hips to feed his prick into my sweet treasure. His sweet treasure. I was his. He didn't have any more cream for me. But I could still cum for him. I did. Crying out that I loved him. I loved my Peter. He called me his Gwen. His girl..