There were still away from my head,so that my movement was not restricted.After i had finished fucking her in this manner,she asked me if she could co...me on top. She came on the top & her back faced me,while i lied on my back.She went down & started sucking on my cock very fast.The best part was her maddening rhythm.She would rub both her hands around my hot rod & then would quickly deep throat it for some seconds. After making it as much stiff as she wanted,She lowered her messy,swollen cunt on. What an awful mare I was...I really felt like a stuck up bitch...this gorgeous man with his curly brown hair all a-mess now...gazing at me...He was not an 'all brawn no brain type of guy'...no six pack...just your average Joe...we sat in silence...and me still holding his hand...I feel I have to just say something...and I mutter an apology for being such a dunce....the waitress comes with our coffees...(at last)...and asks if we wanted anything else...and he says..."yeah...your carrot cake. There was a near empty bottle of wine on our nightstand, and by her attitude she was feeling good. I took off my clothes and pulled open the shirt to expose her tits. I grabbed them hard and began squeezing her nipples as she arched her back in pleasure and a little pain. With my right hand, I pulled on one of her nipple rings; she loved this, and with my left grabbed her by the hair of her head forcing her face to my throbbing stiff cock. She opened wide as I began pushing and pulling her. Amanda was still laying on my chest, facing away from me as she watched the TV, so I couldn’t see her expression. But my cock was in her direct line of sight, and there was no doubt she was noticing my hard-on. I remained still, unsure what to do. Amanda didn’t say anything or even move. She simply reached out and started stroking me.My eyes darted from her hand sliding up and down my now-vertical erection to the assfucking on the television screen. As the first guy fucked his partner in.