He wrapped his right arm around me between my tits and grabbed my left shoulder with his hand pulling himself deeper into me. Then he began using his ...ips to push and pull his still hard member inside me. Being on my side, my legs and cheeks were already closed tight on him. The lubrication from my blow job on him hours earlier was long dried up, but since he stayed inside me and there was no need for him to penetrate me, again, it didn’t matter. However, this time, it was a different feeling.. " Bowman." You're kidding." No. But no relation to the former coach," he said, smiling.I smiled back."You guys going to stand in the hallway all afternoon?" Pete called from the other room.Steve just grinned and I became acutely aware that he was still holding my hands. I started to flush but Steve just changed his grip so that he was only holding my right hand and then led me into the living room.Sandy grinned when she noticed us holding hands and quickly shifted to the remaining open chair.. Her face was showing signs of strain and soon became a mask of pain. I could see it was taking all of her control to not pull away or yell stop. Her whole body began to flinch with each new rotation of the screw, and she began to tremble and make some low mewling sounds. "Uunngghhhh, mmmmmm, aaahhhhhh." Her nipples were being horribly compressed and were now a very dark shade of purple. When it was obvious she was in intense pain, I asked the man to stop. He quickly stepped back and surveyed. I began whispering into her ear, telling her how beautiful she was, how I wanted to taste her body, how I needed to be inside of her.Her goosebumps returned quickly as my warm breath caressed the inside of her ear. She began gently bouncing up and down in my arms, rubbing her pelvis against my jean covered cock. I was so hard again and throbbing with every motion. I could feel a burning warmth coming from her, and her panties were so wet I could feel the moisture. Soon my hands were lifting.