My hips rolled in a circular up and down motion, teasing the cum out of his balls. I held them in my hands, massaging them, pressing my fingers betwee...n them and against the small space underneath. He winced and drove himself upwards to meet my thrusts but moved carefully as not to hurt me. "God. Oh god!" He whispered in my ear, feeling a mouth cradling his sac and sucking on my clit. Brittany's head appeared under the two of us, staring at the juncture of our loins and where his cock repeatedly. They were good hosts, polite, charming and very easy on the eye, Paul paid particular attention to me, asking me all about myself and seemed genuinely interested in my answers.“So do you live in London?” He asked, and I nodded, “Yes.” “Where do you like to go at night?”“Well we often go out with Jane and her husband to a pub or a club, you know, just for a few drinks and a dance or two.”“Will you take Brad and I to a pub?”“Sure, any particular pub?”“No, just a typical English pub, what do you. Remember neither of them know we are getting married, or that you're pregnant. When are we going to let them in on our little secrets?" We'll discuss that later, and my phone too," she said sheepishly."No problem; and trust me, I understand where your dad is coming from too, regarding emotional issues," his feminine voice said with sincerity."Are you referring to what Dr. Milner said regarding our pregnancy, and my 'possible' hormonal issues," Sam said with a tinge of irritation."No of course. "I tried to move my head but Norman held me tight, "Your not going anywhere sweet-pie, I've wanted to get my hands in your pants for a long while, why should an ass-hole like your husband have such a good looking piece of cunt, tonight I'm gona find out just how much fun he has when he's fucking you."Eric laughed, "You can see how much fun she is, just look at the T V."He pulled the empty bottle from my mouth, through blurred eyes I could see me, I was on that sofa, sitting on one cock while.