She felt her orgasm reach the edge of release, felt it growing larger even as it teetered there, unable to explode and unwilling to retreat. She raise... her eyes once again to look at her father's face. She saw him smiling down at her as he watched his own cock disappearing then reappearing from between her lips. Saw his eyes roll down along her body, over her swaying tits to where John was between her spread legs and watch his friend's rigid cock pump in and out of her glistening pussy. A. We kissed and I pushed him down onto his bed. Putting a condom on and lubing up, I started to insert slowly – he was very tight.“Are you okay?” I asked, rubbing his shoulder.“Yeah, I am.”I thrust in a little more and he made a little bit of a hurt sound.“Still alright?“Yes. It just hurts.”“Should I stop then?”“No, it’s good hurt.”I thrust in farther and he made more hurt sounds. I reached under him and grabbed his dick. It was very hard. I rubbed it as I drew myself in and out until I. I couldn't let him go hungry, so I offered him some of the food from my bag. I guess that was my first mistake."She looked at us like she was asking forgiveness. I could think of nothing to say except, "It's okay, Camille. Go on with your story." Well, the first few days were okay. Josh and I kind of hung out together since we sort of knew each other. I mean, before we got sick, I just nodded at him or waved in passing, so I didn't really know him, but afterward, well, he was a familiar face,. Kisses started getting more passionate, the intensity of rain increased, duration of our kiss increased, and tongues started getting involved. We were tonguing each other as if searching for treasure in each other’s mouth.She had her hands in my hair, my hands were roaming on her back. I immediately picked her up and now she was sitting on my lap. My dick was poking her pussy and she being my bitch started moving her ass on my dick.It was getting more and more passionate. I inserted my hands in.