Is this more of a turn on for you two than for me? It’s a question to contemplate later as your hand glides down my hip to brush my clit. I sob out ...a moan, in the agony of pleasure, as my world explodes in a million pieces. Wetness gushes from my pussy as my inner walls clench at both of you. I’m writhing in pleasure, my arms giving out as I collapse down on to your chest. You continue to rub my clit in quick, concentric circles, dragging my orgasm on and on as I shake against you. I can almost. A steady stream of tears flowed down my cheeks by the time he reached the end of my tunnel. I welcomed a few moments of relief as he paused to compose himself. My complexion had turned bright red with the pain.I closed my eyes to minimize what was happening, but I was still left with the sounds and smells of the wet squelching noise escaped from between my legs as my stepdad calmly pumped in and out. I know that he was taken it easy on me. I had seen him fucking other girls a lot harder.I can. Vanilla. I've wanted to make love to you for a long time now."He glanced at my dear hubby, and I did too, and he said "No offense, now!" But I could see there was no offense. I felt none. My hubby didn't say anything at all. He was staring at George with the strangest expression on his face and his body rocked back and forth ever so slightly. Those same delicious feelings grew in me, and I got even wetter. Could I be coming down with something? I didn't think so."Here's what I propose." He. He was bowlegged from the fucking he had just received, now he felt he knew what a $2 whore felt like.When he came out of the bath, Lee was sitting on the couch, with two glasses of soda, still naked, she patted the couch beside her and Fred sat there.“Here’s some soda, how do you feel?” Handing him a glass of ginger ale.“Strange, this whole evening has been strange.”“Did you like it?””What this evening.”“No silly, my making love to you, fucking you, did you like it?”“Ahhh, don’t know what to.