The heat, the tightness, the intensity. He was arching back, grabbing his own ankles, staring at the ceiling. Long, slow movements, tightening around ...my cock as he slid down, loosening as he glided upward again. Then his hands were on my chest, he was lower to me, parallel, staring into my eyes. The strokes were shorter, but quicker, harder, slamming down with such force, nearly growling with every movement, his eyes dark, sweat beading across his neck and breastbone. So beautiful, so wild, so. That should be them now," he replied and lifted his glass.Mark sensed the tightness in the others and crossed the room to dim thelights even further. In a few moments, Coco returned and told them,"Three lovely ladies for the party." she winked at Paul, "I suppose Ishould put in my bid for you now."Paul's face flushed behind the mask. He glanced at his wife, but it wasdifficult to gauge her reaction with her features hidden behind themask. He laughed lightly and turned to Mark. "It's okay with. The two young ladies that inspired this story are real, however the events in this story are a complete work of fantasy as well as the names of the cast of characters. I hope you all will like this improved version of my first ever story. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have these. Her legs were together, so when I tried tolook up between her legs, I couldn’t see anything.When I finished her feet, mom was really relaxed. Imoved up her calves and gently moved her legs a littlemore open. She gave no resistance. I paid particularattention to the back of her knees. I had heard her sayshe liked that several times. This time was noexception. She said, “That feels wonderful. You’re really a naturalat this, son.” I then moved to her thighs. I begankneading.