I'm so fucking wet I can hardly take it but he puts his hands both on the back of my head and wraps his fingers up in my hair, gripping it and slams m...y head down on his cock, over and over, fucking my face, sometimes slamming it deep and making me gag and other times a little more shallow, giving me time to recover a moment before slamming it deep again. Suddenly I feel a shudder and he pushes my head down deeper yet and I feel his cock pour cum down my throat. When he's done flooding my mouth. He sent another message how he couldn’t wait.When I arrived, he helped me remove my clothes and was kissing me passionately. My pussy was hot. He would touch my pussy and I would feel electricity run through my body. The guilt I felt went away, I didn’t care, I have a nice body, and I’m going to enjoy it. It doesn’t matter if this guy is a thug, a loser, his dick is so good. I had never knew a guy I wanted to fuck everyday. I thought about his dick constantly. He laid me down, got between my. Eric moved off of me and positioned himself between my legs. When he grabbed my legs and started forcing them up, I threw them back and held them to my chest. I had never been fucked before, but I now found myself eagerly offering my hole hole to him. Eric took saliva and sperm from his cum soaked mouth and spread it over his hard cock and then my asshole. I didn’t even think about what was happening, I just wanted him. His cock slid inside me easier than I thought it would and although. We hadn’t had a chance to join up with them at any of the previous parties, our hosts seemed to keep them for themselves. Celine climbed off her husband, and as my wife smiled at me, we both understood why. Mike’s cock looked huge. It stood fully erect at probably seven to eight inches in length, glistening with Celine’s juices. Celine held out her hand to my wife and pulled her to the bed, knowing my like of voyeurism, she nodded for me to sit on a sofa in the corner of the room. Celine.