." No, please," Tony begged. "We've done it four times, already! Gimme a little break, okay? Maybe get some food? Some ointment? God! It's so fucking ...aw you can't even touch it!" Oh, alright!" Cherrill relented. "I'm sore, too, if that makes you feel any better!" If you're so sore down there," Tony had to ask, "what were you planning to do with me?" Nothing," she grinned. "I just wanted to see if I could get another rise out of you!" Sweet bitch!" Tony replied, grinning back and grimacing as. I marvel at the way in which I can feel my cock rubbing against the thin membrane that separates it from my fingers….I cannot hold out much longer, your cries are not helping either. My cum is boiling and bubbling in my balls, surging it’s way upwards to my cock end. I pull my jerking wet prick swiftly from your pulsing cunt. Only now do I let go, allowing my creamy jism erupt from me in endless spurts. It lands in long wet strands on your arse, pooling between your crack and down over your. Surely he did take it as a joke. Did his eyes widen? "That would be interesting, " he replied with a smile, but the conversation ended there. Did he even know where I lived? Yeah, their Christmas card that had just arrived. I'm sure Peggy sent it. Connor went into the men's room. I wandered back out to the party and didn't think much more about it.Office parties like that end early and I was home by 10. I took three Advils to ward off a near certain hangover and got into my nightgown. I sat on. On this particular weekend, summer afternoon, we were both very horny and so, we decided to make love. We have sex at the drop of a hat anyway, but this time was different. We were both pretty drunk from wine and beer. I wanted to be inside of her warm, wet pussy, which I could not get enough of. She spread her legs wide and I went down and sucked her large pussy lips into my mouth. Then I spread both lips wide to expose the pink opening that was tucked neatly inside. My tongue started at the.