I don't want you. I want Ryan. I'm his, not yours. You can't do this.” I just laughed. As guilty as I felt for wanting a married woman, I didn't fee... guilty at all taking her this way. For a moment, the concept scared me, but only for a moment. I'd wiggled my way out of my jeans by now and, with my throbbing hard cock in one hand and my fingers in her dripping wet hole, I positioned myself above her, ready to take her like I'd dreamed of doing for such a long time. Her eyes widened further in. I always wake up wet these days. Simultaneously, a hunger and shame burn in me. I want her. I want her right now. I want her tits and her lips and that playful smile running all over my body. And I shouldn’t. Part of me knows I’ve never thought of June this way before. I’ve appreciated her beauty, but I’ve never wanted to devour it. This part of me knows to blame Reyna. Reyna is doing to me whatever it is she’s done to Maria. I just left my boyfriend’s apartment, for crying out loud. I’m not. I was pounding her pussy as hard and fast as possible when I erupted. Shooting thread after thread of hot cum into her steaming pussy. Diane went wild. She moved her legs up to my shoulders and locked her ankles around my neck. Her ass was meeting me stroke for stroke as her pussy clamped down on me like a vise. She was cumming so hard she stopped breathing and couldn't speak. I leaned down and kissed her softly, as she unlocked her legs and swung her legs down.I rolled off her and put an arm. Turning around completely, Carly dove her tongue deep into Melanie's pussy, lapping up the girl's juices, getting a bit of flavour that she quickly identified as Freddie's cock sweat. Just thinking about it got Carly even hornier. Carly finally got her tongue into position on Melanie's clit and made the formerly virginal blonde scream in delight. Her screams were soon muffled as she pushed her face in Carly's love hole, tasting some of her cum and it was amazing. Melanie had only been with two.