I don’t know what I was doing, but I was absolutely loving it, and I was more excited than I had ever been in my life.I moved over to the wall and m... mouth was again inches away from a rock hard dick. This dick was relatively small compared to mine and the only other one I had seen in person, the one that had just shot a load down my throat. I would have guessed it to be just over five inches long and not very thick around.I opened wide and took almost the whole thing into my mouth on the first. Knowing what he wanted, I got up from the floor. I climbed up onto him, straddling him as he sat in the chair. I pulled the crotch of panties aside and sank down on his hardening cock. I was warm, wet and tight around him, and I slowly moved my pussy against his cock while using my PC muscles to squeeze his cock. I did this expertly, using my pussy until I could tell his cock was fully hard once again. With him urging me on, I began to raise and lower myself while straddling him. Unexpectedly,. I would get her to tell it to me over and over, getting a little more detail each time. I also used to fantasise with her about being in a big room, often a poolroom where all the guys she had ever fucked had been reassembled. She would be playing pool in a short mini skirt, wearing, as usual, her stockings, suspenders and G-string. The view when she bent over to take a shot was irresistible. I would try and imagine all the guys taking turns at her while I would try and get her to remember each. You're watching me, seeing the flush spread over my body, my hips bucking. You lean over, kiss me passionately. I have no thoughts, only feelings. In an instant, my mind returns. How can this be? How can you be kissing me, and yet that incredible tongue is still at work? You feel my body tense, see my surprise. "Does it feel good?" you ask. "Do you want it to continue?" I'm too far gone, all I can do is whisper "Yes, Yes". You stroke my cheek softly, telling me "What you are feeling is.