She relaxed, letting her husband's stiff invasion drill up into the volcano-like heat of her bowels. So good, she thought, he feels so damn good. It w...s like having a man in her quim, but so deliciously different. She wondered about those men and women who had never experienced anal lovemaking. It was their loss, not hers.Across the room, Melinda threw her head onto Phil's inflated rod. She let its bulging crown slide into her throat, then she started sucking. Slowly, she pulled back, sucking. It twitches in my grasp demanding me to letit go. Between my fallen legs a very satisfied girl with twin ponytailsand a goofy grin sits wiping the corner of her mouth. My other twofriends are shooing the other guys away to allow us some space tobreathe. The one beside me bends down to lick my exposed cone-shapednipple and leaves."That lipstick did the trick, didn't it?" the girl between my legs saysin a dazed state."Huh?" I reply back in a raspy murmur staring at my abnormally. "Is there...anything else I can do for you?"I found myself nodding before my brain had fully comprehended his intention. A lustful instinct was taking over me. He closed the distance between us and brought his full eager lips down to my ravenous mouth. I trembled. The ecstasy I'd built up earlier boiled in my veins once more, and I eagerly returned his caresses. He smelled so fucking good; the scent of his rich brown skin was all masculine musk. I could feel Lavon harden through his slacks, and. .. but there's something just as sensual when he just takes his time with you, moving slow just to draw out the moment, letting the intensity build inside until you need him... right then. And if you don't have him, you'll burst. That is one thing Damien has perfected. By the time he reaches my lips, I'm trembling. The tingle between my legs almost unbearable. He very lightly presses his lips to mine, for just a second; just long enough to make me beg for more. His fingers are interlocked.