Maybe I went in dry. Between the tightness of her rectum suddenly enveloping my rod and the heat her ass was radiating as the result of her recent pun...shment, I lost it. I began pounding her relentlessly until I exploded. I can’t even say for sure if she came, if she screamed when I drove into her or how long she continued to cry. My world was narrowed so completely that my whole reality was focused on my cock slamming into her ass like the pistons on a speeding steam locomotive. The only thing. She claims to have no sexual fantasies, and outside of breathing heavily, makes little sound while we’re having sex, which is maybe once or twice a month since the k**s came. Keeping these facts in mind, consider what happened to us last Friday night.My longtime best friend Kirk stopped over for a few days on his way to California. Karen and I decided to send the k**s to the grandparents Friday night, mix up some margaritas poolside, and catch up on old times with our friend. We got into our. I raised my back, arching it, pressing my bare skin into his furry stomach and chest, rotating my pelvis up and down, changing the penetration and depth of penetration. His knot was forming and hitting the outside of my lips, beginning to press against me, spreading my lips and pussy hole, seeking the tie that proper mating demanded. And, while all that was happening to me, my mouth was moving from one cock to the other, seeking pre-cum and more cock exposed for me to take into my mouth. I. It only takes a few seconds and she pulls me away a few inches again gently to hold me by my hair, keeping a firm hold on it. I watch her belly flex and the tiny opening widen just before the stream begins. It hits me on the chin and she groans again, her stream pausing. I watch for a second before returning my mouth to her. I don’t immediately seal it against her, using only my tongue, preferring to feel the hot liquid streaming to fill my mouth, to run down over my chest and dripping down on.