"Give me a handjob," I repeated. "No," Earin said obstinately. "You said I would feel good. I won't play with your pe-- I mean, dick, until you make ...me feel good." I stared at her. She stared back. FInally, I relented. "Fine. We'll have it your way." I picked her up and sat her on the toilet seat, with her sweet slit hanging just over the edge. I kneld down and started tongue-fucking her pussy. I reached up and massaged her tits with my hands, tweaking her nipples occasionaly. She shivered and. Mentally she was prepared this time. He lay down on the bed, with his engorged member pointing towards the ceiling. Monica climbed onto the bed. Instead of planting her vagina on his erection, she crawled forward and clamped his face down between her thighs. ‘How does that feel?’ Without replying, Brett thrust his tongue deep into her folds. She gasped at the first time, but then when he began a long circular motion inside her pussy, her gasps were replaced by low moans of ecstasy. This time. Her orgasm builds to a crescendo as he fucks her hard and fast.“Oh, baby, my pussy is on fire, I am going to explode. Fill me lover, and fill me now.”“Yes, lover, milk my cock with your slutty pussy. Milk the cum from deep in my balls.”He thrusts hard into her as his body jerks. Her pussy squeezes his cock as her juices explode, coating her walls and down his shaft and balls. His cock throbs and spasms as cum shoots from deep in his balls. Coating her walls and shooting deep into her pussy, cum. She was sweaty and still had some of his cum on her face. To Tom she was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. “So did you like having a real man fuck you?” Tom asked with a sneer“It was everything that Cindy said it would be.” Julie answered“I will call Cindy and she can come and pick you up. Let me know when you are back in town and we can do this again.” Tom said as he put his clothes on and left the roomThe next day Tom arrived at home to find his wife waiting for him at the door. He started.