Three beautiful faces, kneeling before him. Practically begging to be painted. He had been holding off for so long, that he knew he could cum fairly q...uickly. He began jacking off."Cum on us, Chandler," Phoebe said."Yes... please cum," Monica continued with a passionately hoarse voice, "Please cum on me. I love it when a man cums on me." Cum in my mouth, Chandler. Let me taste you again," Rachel added.They moved together to give him a nice close target area.Chandler groaned as streams of white. She seemed to gush lust from the folds of her inner thighs. He touched her ass.She wrapped her arms around him in an attempt to pull him closer as if she were trying to pull him into her wanton body. She could now feel his growth against her stomach and it shocked her. She was surprised at how much she needed to feel this man’s touch; the touch of his shaft… His shaft; throbbing inside her. She pulled her hands inside to reach the buttons of his shirt. His tie kept falling under her grasp like. Peter touched my anus with his fingers and with the tip of his cock constantly to make sure not to cause me any havoc with his cock still entering each time for only a few centimeters. He was hesitant and I felt that Peter would never push his cock with enough strength into me. I wanted so much that Peter would find the strength and courage to completely stuff my ass. Although I suffered like the first time today, better then the pain it gave me more joy, I knew what would happen during anal. .how fires raged within. While I defended my point quite eloquently, that fire within her eyes was not offensive, but drawing me deeper and wanting to know what lie beyond. It was the most interesting prelude to a night of a grand sexual encounter with a Filipina woman. Maybe the best night of sex in my life. The rhetoric softened as the debate between this American man and Filipina woman ended in a draw, and soon the conversation drifted elsewhere. Eventually we began talking of poetry, and.