Her snatchwas stretched do tight she felt every vein as it passedinto her eager quim. She closed her eyes and smiled asshe groaned with the overwhelmi...ng pleasure. He droppedhis weight onto her, sliding his massive pecs on her cumslickened chest then his hand found her left tit and hebent to lick and suck the nipple.She began to cum, and cum, and cum again. Wave afterwave of ecstasy began to wash over her. Each wave seemedto be stronger, more intense than the one before it. Shefell into a. A pungent mix of sweat, juice, sperm and stale perfume."Touch it," she whispered, "but be gentle. It's a bit worn."My God, she was sloppy. To me it felt as if her cunt was emanating heat. And yes, I could not think of it as a 'pussy', it certainly felt like a worn out cunt. She was wet on her thighs, her cunt and her sparse hair, and when I slipped a finger into her I was met with absolutely no resistance."Do you want me to shower now, or should I stay like this until we can go to bed?" Don't. .. I’m so… You’re so... Just keep going Owen, don’t stop fucking me.”Hearing her babble made Owen smile, he leaned in and started kissing her, that’s when she wrapped her arms around his neck and started thrusting back to meet his thrust. She clung to Owen, mashing her breasts against his chest. Owen cradled her lovingly against himself as she moaned and dug her nails into his back.“Oh Owen, Owen, make me cum again. I’m close, Owen, I’m so fucking close!”“Me too Abigail, I’m about to cum.”He. She'd just spoken to me with impatience inher voice. Now, I was uncertain how to proceed. Should I just back off?"Right," I acknowledged. "I guess I was just confused about him beingthere all day with y'all." Mmmm hmm," she said.Grace was going to give me nothing, and, as usual, I wasn't up to themental challenge of taking her on."Danni?" she asked, while I held silently on the other end of the call."Yes?" I replied."Are you pretty?"By "pretty," I assumed she meant, was I wearing.