Her hand tightened on his throat. She felt his pulse in her fingertips, moving with him, ahead of him as he leaned forward. Joyce moved away, held him...back while still working her hand on his cock with short, hard strokes. He reached for her, straining now for breath as his fingers slid out of her, moving to break her hold on his throat. She let go of him, then, and slapped him. Harder than before this time, he stumbled, legs caught in his pants. He caught himself, falling sideways to the. “I’m maybe the most willing woman in the room except for Mindy. God, she’s always been the most oversexed of my friends since I met her a decade ago. You will have your hands full trying to keep her satisfied.”“Four weeks into our engagement and I’ve learned that already. One of the reasons for this party was so she could find more partners to fuck in case I got busy at work or something.”Dana teased, “I love making love with her. She’s the best pussy eater I know, and I can always count on. Usually she could hear herfour year old Samantha ransacking through the house as soon as it wasfirst light. But last night the child had one of her ever increasingtantrums and perhaps all that extra assertion wore her out. At leastthere was an upside to the child's misbehavior as of late.Tonya walked down the hall, passed a picture of Sam dressed infirefighter gear, and made her way to the child's room. The room was amess, showing proof that even though Tonya had sent the girl to bed, thather. I propped one foot on his bed and leaning slightly backwards to make the front taut I slid my hand down my belly, over the elastic waist band and scratched my fingernails on the lace panel.Then I began humping my hand including dipping and raising my hips plus all the usual movie sound effects of simulated sex.He just lay on his side as I nearly rubbed a hole through the lace until he uttered one word, squeeze. He understood the odd look on my face and raised two fingers to his chest and made a.