I wanted to fuck her, but I took my time. I stuck my dick between her legs, pressing it against her mound, and she came up on all fours and arched her...back so that the length of me rubbed her clit as I thrust. “I want to feel you inside of me. All of you.” “You will,” I said harshly. I was feeling rough and powerful. I put the tip of my cock against her opening. I grabbed her by the hair as I pushed my way into her. I went half way, pulled back, and then thrust myself deep inside of her till. After a few slurps on Jacob’s softening stalk, Christina then got up and licked my cum filled bumhole. Probing her tongue into what now felt like an open cavern. “Fuck yeah,” said Jacob to no one in particular. After Christina ceased her duties, we had a break, but the night was not over yet. When the sun rose over the horizon, we were still at it. I had done a myriad of things and had a myriad of things done to me. I had of course dined again on those delectable young cunt lips and Christina. Somehow, she managed to minimize her shrieks, groans, and moans to a level not apt to draw neighborly attention.Troy and Emma finally made love atop the table as most of the rest of us looked on, particularly Dale – Emma’s husband. Kat had gravitated to Dale as her serious weekend date put my wife through her paces on a nearby chaise. She’d sucked on him, fondled him, and finally gotten him to fuck on a chaise near the table where they could both watch Dale’s wife put on a sex show with a young. Roy wanked me smoothly and rhythmically, full length from my pubes up to his hand sliding over my knob, tugging and stroking my foreskin, catching the base ridge of my knob the way I like. I still remember the porn pictures in the magazine open in front of me as Roy hand jobbed me. They were of a girl with short dark hair and an almost black landing strip between her legs doing a striptease perched on a stool. After the months of solitary masturbation the feel of Roy’s hand pleasuring my cock.