I heard Petra moan and groan quite a bit, but I was not paying that much interest.13.30am - I hitched up Petra's skirt and to my pleasing, there was n...o panties in sight. Perhaps she didn't wear any indoors, I thought. Anyway, I parted her legs and feasted on her pussy, I probed, licked and pushed my tongue in and out. I also inserted two fingers. I looked up at Petra and notice that she was taking it all in. I commanded Petra to tell me how she wants it. She told me, she liked vigorous. He slowly dropped on me, sliding it slowly in. It seemed to be touching every nerve in my pussy. I could feel every bump and vein as he pushed his way inside me. When he was about halfway in, I came again. Warm waves of pleasure washed all through my body. He took that as a signal and quickly pushed himself all the way in. Another orgasm added to the one I was feeling when he bottomed out. I could feel his cockhead against my cervix and his pelvic bone was rubbing on my clit. There was one big. But my lust won over as I put my hand inside his underwear and tugged at his cock. It was hard; I couldn’t get it out till I finally opened his belt and trouser buttons. As his trouser flopped to the ground I was awed to see his cock, I just stared with admiration at his large cock. I am no expert at sizes but I surely knew it was mush larger than what my husband shoved into my cunt. I had this terrible urge to taste his cock, which I had never done but always read about. I flicked at his. I would have felt like a bit of an exhibitionist if it weren’t for the dark tinted windows and the champagne in me saying, “Do it like the world is watching.” I would have slid my wet, slick pussy straight down his cock, except that he beat me to it by sliding two fingers up my inner sanctum as if they were missiles on a heat-seeking mission. They slid in an out, sometimes caressing, sometimes probing hard. I undulated over him, swinging back my head every time I let out a long moan or shrill.