We had embraced at our initial meeting of hellos and how are you. She was so close, that now I could feel the skin of her nose slowly brushing mine, h...r eyes were still closed as she continued her forward motion with no rush. It seemed that she had choreographed this moment, but how did she know that I would not pull away? I could do. But I didn’t. She moved closer still, even now that we had touched and she began to tilt her head to her right just a little to angle her lips to make contact. I never want it to end. Spunk zings in my pussy sets of a colorful explosion in my mouth. “OoOh Fuck.” He grows and grows. “You're. So. Big.” He shudders inside me. “Fuck. Cunt. Jesus. OooOh.” I slide down off my hands, rolling onto my back, panting. I stare at the shitty, peeling ceiling of an unfamiliar room. He comes to lie next to me. Tendrils of glossy black hair stick to his nape, he sucks and expels air like an athlete. A kiss on the cheek. In the silence, our eyes don't meet. He is my. “Where are my fingers bitch?” he asked and I stopped long enough to say my cunt before going back to work on him. “Nah bitch this is your whore hole, its your once tight whore hole that I am going to fuck till I fill with a load of my babies. You got that?” pulled him out and said I did. I could feel him making me leak again and, I must have been gushing at this point. He pulled me off his cock and told me he wanted to watch me ride him. I straddled him and reached back to put his cock inside. Frank told Claire to get in bed and get in all four, she did. He order her to continue sucking my cock, he placed himself behind her. He stroked his cock and became hard. I saw him preparing his cock to go into Claire’s pussy, she didn’t suck my cock the way she did before Frank came in the room, he grabbed his cock, pushed it in, and he took his time, slowly in. I could hear Claire moaned. Frank told her to relax or else she would hurting every time he when in. With tiny pumps Frank penetrated.