There was no talking on the sofa. They were getting busy. Javon's mouth lowered to Ainsely's breasts, sucking on one, then the other. Her eyes kept fl...ickering open and closed, mostly just half closed in an expression of unvarnished lust. Her mouth hung open. It dawned on me that she wasn't just panting because he was sucking her breasts.I knew I'd have to go in there to see what I wanted to see. So nervously, as quietly as I could so as not to disturb them or wreck the mood, I sat on a stool. In fact, she was so wet and loose that I could hardly feel anything! What surprised me even more though was that even her looseness turned me on, and I began to pound her fast and hard. It was as if I had to reclaim her after someone else had spilled their nuts into her.It was as if Fasia was reading my mind when she dug her nails into my back saying, "Yeah Baby, he had a big cock, and no matter how hard you fuck me, you'll never reach the places he did! Don't you wish you could have seen it. The same diaphanous material billowed around her arms from wrist to shoulders. Thigh-high, black leather stiletto boots sheathed her long legs. A black leather corset magnified the deep hourglass of hips and waist. Her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders. Silver jewelry glittered on ears and black clawed fingers. Two magnificent, plum-colored breasts and her sex brushed with midnight pubes were on full display. Every graceful movement of her perfect body silently screamed danger and. I saw one of them was forced to bend on a table and the other was pumping his male organ to the other one’s ass. I had a shiver as I never saw a gay act before.Both the guys were fit and probably in their mid-20’s. I closed my curtains and jumped to my bed. I closed my eyes and just wanted to sleep, something happened to me and before I knew I was wet underneath.It’s been two days now and still the image of what I saw was haunting me and it was as clear a canvas. I couldn’t hold my temptation.