Tonya dropped her feet to the floor in relief as her legs had begun to cramp but her body was still being wracked with contractions from the ongoing o...gasms she was experiencing. Her right hand clenched her right breast while she sucked on her left nipple. Her moans rose and fell with the tide of pleasure flowing through her. Every time Tank shifted his weight Tonya would be washed away on a sea of ecstasy. Her only fear being that she’d pass out and Tank would try to lie down, dragging her. You know I’ve dreamed of this for over five years. I kind of feel bad that J.L’s not even in the ground, yet, and I’m already pounding my cum into his pussy. And just how many men have tried to make you cum, anyway?”She grinned as she cleaned up the mess on her snatch and the spots on her sheet, “Most of the time, all they wanted was to dump their own load. J.L. was better than the other three…. And that’s all, just four.”She handed the washcloth back, patted my wilting dick and said, “Wish I’d. My cock twitched and Cheryl jumped back. Without saying a word, Cheryl stepped up to me again and placed her hand as far around my cock as she could. I couldn't get my own hand around my cock and Cheryl's small hand seemed extra small trying to wrap around me. Since I didn't tell her to stop she started to touch my cock and huge balls all over with her finger tips. I showed her how to gently cradle my balls and how to gently move her hand up and down my cock. Cheryl was barely holding onto my. I want to celebrate the flesh that is your body, sister. I want to make you pop and scream and cum and curse and praise god while you taste me and take me into you."Her old pussy started getting really wet. I could smell her crotch from her face...delicious and ripe and just dirty enough to tell my cock how sweet she will be to slide deep into. I told her, "Old whore, kneel before me and pray for my cock."And she did. She turned around to face me. Her cheeks were red and she was dripping.