Quite a few tears were shed during these rounds.“We did the mothertorker, didn’t we, Gath?” Ox said as they met in the Magnum‘s foyer just bef...re departure.“We sure the tork did,” Gath agreed. They then exchanged the traditional departure shake reserved for close friends who would not be seeing each other for a while. Two elbow bumps, a fist bump with the right hand, and then a grasping hug and two back pats with the left arms. They held the hug part a little longer than was traditional.“It was. He watched as Tiffany climbed onto his cock and pushed down hard. Her pussy felt like hot velvet. It wrapped tight around his cock and it took all his control not to cum right then. He took small gasps of air. She was bouncing so hard and fast that all he could do was hold on to the chair. Her breasts were jiggling and he felt her juices running down his balls. ‘Make me cum. Make me fucking cum.’ Tiffany was breathing so hard that she was hyperventilating. Her face was red as she fucked him. Her soft breathing was masked by the fact that she was sleeping on her stomach, the light illuminating the skin on her arms and legs suddenly disappearing as a shadow passed over them. He didn’t make a sound entering the room, knowing how light of a sleeper she was, but also knowing how much she drank tonight gave him the courage to walk over to her sleeping form. That and maybe the couple of shots he had thrown back before getting this crazy but appealing idea. He stopped at the foot of her. I could only offer a pathetic muffled cry of pain, as my lips were wedged right into the soaking wet spongy lips of raven-head's pussy.I felt my arms trapped between their bodies, enough so that even when I somehow managed to get a hand to my tits to try to defend them from red's nails, red-head just ignored me and continues to roughly pull and tweak my nips between the tips of her finger and thumb.I just groaned helplessly into raven-head's pussy, from both pain and pleasure, as they continued.