I paused often to lean against the fence and finger myself, though not quite to climax. I wanted to get home so I could relax and do it properly.I mus... have walked for an hour, my feet killing me, before the sounds of another party reached my ears. The access road that I was following led me right to the party house, and I peered over the fence, wondering whether I would recognise anyone. And there were one or two familiar faces."Andy!" I shouted. I had to shout three or four times before he. "We stopped by the refrigerator. I grabbed a Bud Lite for myself and a Miller Lite for Jen.I asked Lorrie "Bud, Miller lite or wine cooler?" I'll have a Bud light," she replied.I flipped the cover back on the hot tub and hit the controls. "Temp 101, just where I like it," I said.Jen and I stripped off and hit the open shower on the deck to wash the sweat off, before we got in the tub. I gave her a quick soap up and she did the same to me.I was watching Lorrie to see what she was going to do.. Her pussy could feel my cock’s struggling twitches within the vice grip of her vaginal muscles. She just tightened around me with desperation, her inflamed cunt trying to burn the last of my seed from me. I pumped harder and faster, my breath coming loud and heavy. Groaning in some deep beast voice, I wrapped my arms around her back and held her tight against my chest. Her supple breasts were flattened against my heaving biceps, both our hardened nipples sword fighting as we ground into one. Instead of just madly fucking her, I wanted to slowly work her back to another orgasm – her wild-eyed gaze indicated a preference for the former, but I was in charge at the moment, and I intended on making that fact perfectly clear, without saying a single word. She knew precisely what my eyes were saying – she held my gaze intently as I began to slowly (oh, sooo slowly) slide in and out of her. However, instead of deeply penetrating that hot, wet pussy, I stopped just after entering, an.