She obviously liked that and started to moan a little. "no.... this is wrong" she mumbled under her breath. I ignored her and slowly started to slide ...y hand down, into her panties. She was wet, very. Like she spilled a glass of water. And very aroused, wide open. I continued the touch her and she was moaning louder and louder. "ok, ok" she said and took my hand out. She sat down on the bed, pulled me towards her and opened my trousers. "no way" I was thinking, "is she really going to.....".. . I think I tired her out.”“Naughty boy,” she giggled. “So you popped out to see if you could slake your lusts with me?”“Well, you did hint,” he chuckled.“Mmmm, I did, didn’t I?” she replied as she put the pad down and slipped into his arms.Their lips met and within seconds her hand had snaked down to grasp his cock, manipulating it back to stiffness. Sam’s hands wandered over her body, stroking and caressing, occasionally moving to her breasts to squeeze a nipple, which always made her go weak. As he did this, he could run the head of his cock repeatedly along her wet lips. When he could tell he was positioned just right, deeply and swiftly he thrust fully and deeply into her, causing her to gasp and clutch at him. He stayed fully buried for a few seconds, then slowly withdrew until just his bulbous tip was at her opening. Waiting a few seconds, he plunged swiftly into her again. He repeated the slow withdrawals, the long pauses, and the swift thrusts into her, until she was cumming. Belinda smiled at her and gave a gentle nod of approval. Marcela looked back down at my cock, wet with Belinda’s spit. There was a flash of intense thought in her eyes, and suddenly it was gone. Marcela slowly slid her hand up across my balls and up my shaft. Belinda spit on my dick as Marcela began to slowly stroke it up and down. The sensation was incredible. Their faces were just inches apart and they stared into each others eyes. Belinda placed her mouth over the tip as Marcela.