His life would be so much easier without her around.Chad had just started to cum inside her cunt when the door to the bathroom swung open. “Dude, wh...at’s taking so long? Gene demanded. “Isn’t she clean yet? Can we get back to wrecking her now?”“Aw man, you’re already fucking her again!” Paul complained. “I was fucking her cunt first.”“Man, she looks a little blue.” Gene leaned over the edge of the tub to get a good look. “Are you sure she’s okay? Maybe you should let her up for air.”Chad did not. When she saw that neither my mind nor body were able to resist, she changed position. With one movement, she grasped my wrists and raised my hands over my head, positioning her hips over my throbbing and pulsating cock! Very slowly, she lowered herself and took my cock into her arse. Once I was all the way inside of her, she began to ride. At the very first, the pace was normal and rhythmical, but then she began to ride me more intensely. My hips moved in rhythm with her motions. I glanced at. The ride I ended up with looked pretty tame and safe. A couple driving a volkswagon gave me a ride. The dude was sort of nerdy, but the girl was hot. She was an 18 year old hippy girl with long curly hair and a voluptuous figure. I found out during the ride that they were not a couple as I had first thought, but that she was hitchiking as well, and it was her idea to pick me up, later she confided, as she was concerned that the guy, who already acted a little proprietary about her, and wanted a. I moved my hips slightly to see if things would stop but whoever was working on my now rock hard and throbbing cock kept right on going. Slowly I slid my hand down. If I could feel her hair I would know right away if it was my wife or Cathy down there. Just as my hand was about there she stopped sucking on me and pulled her head back. I froze hoping that I didn't ruin everything. At first she didn't move. I tried to control my breathing and wondered if she was going to finish what she started.I.