He pushed again my head on his dick but I was ready: I started moving on his dick with my mouth while he accompanied my movement with his hand. I star...ted to squeeze more his balls and to suck the whole dick. I didn't want to make he cum in that way. I felt his pulsation in my throat. I would have like to stop my movements since I dind't want to make he cum but his hand was stopping and moving me. I felt his cum splash out from his dick, it was bully, it was rude. The only think I could do was. Stroke with me... Up.... Down..." So with my satin cum catcher around throbbing member, I slid the slipper, smooth fabric up and down with her. Pretending it, "Up...Down", was her, "Up... Down", hand. I'm now hers. That is my cock that lovely black satin hand was sliding up and down. It's her hand rubbing the slip surrounding my balls. All I see is her satin bound body. Shinny. Tantalizing. All I hear is her voice whispering slow, quiet commands. "Up... and down." She goes little faster.. Now I have always been a ‘lounge around in boxers’ type of guy and feel comfortable at home dressed in the least possible and they both accepted seeing me in my boxers and I am sure there were occasions that they saw more but nothing was ever said or complained about. I am a red-blooded man and seeing two beautiful girls parading around the house in tee shirts and panties has led to me becoming aroused, Flo just shrugs it off usually pretending it hasn’t happened and even Megan pretends she. Wrong, Hamish. This super bitch was ready for what she wanted. Her arsehole pre-lubed."Orrgh"; she still un-lady-like mouthed because his pounding direct entry was like novice anal de-flowering, his cock so buffeting in her puckered accepting pink ring."Uhgh", from Hamish, because man oh man was she tight. So frickin tight, yet just enough space for total cock delight.Constriction and compression. Hammer and pound. Enthusiasm and energy. Grunting and grinding combined. Arsehole wrenched like.