... my cock throbbed."Come fuck, me, Roger. Give me that wonder weapon you're holding."I looked down. Indeed, I was holding my cock. I didn't remember...taking it in my hand, I'd been so wrapped up in watching Martine's ass-dance.I got onto the bed and crawled up between his raised thighs.My cock was pulsing. I could feel my heartbeat in it, I was so aroused.Leaning forward, I used one hand to position the fat head of my penis against Martine's hole. "Go slow, lover. You're so big. The biggest. After only a few moments rest, he began again. Without any warning, he let fly with another twelve rapid-fire swats to her flaming ass. Sally wasn't moaning anymore though, this had gone past the erotic stage and she was now being punished. Her ass felt like an inferno and, bound as she was, she couldn't do anything to extinguish or even avoid the conflagration. After a total of thirty swats had been delivered to her ass via the ping-pong paddle, he stopped and let her rest some. Sally was. She was used to high school boys, pumping into her a few times until they dumped their load and rolled off.Not Greg.They’d been fucking for half an hour now; it had been a roller coaster. Different positions, speeds, techniques ... Lily had been ready to cum almost as soon as Greg’s had entered her, but he’d delayed her orgasm, repeatedly bringing her to the brink and slowing down before she could cum, a wicked grin on his face all the while.Finally, when his own orgasm had approached, he’d. Not breaking the union, he rolled to his knees and then grabbed a couple of pillows and placed them beneath Jill’s loins. Brent then pressed all his weight into the next thrust, pinning Jill’s upraised boi-cunt up in air while supported by the pillows. Jill’s clitty, trained by years of wearing tight thongs, was of course in it’s tucked position into her body cavity as Brent rolled her mons onto the pillow and Trent’s deep hard pounding slid the glans against her panties as she was being.