Stuff like the way she moves her hips when my cock is buried in her ass, or the slight moan she made the previous night when I came in her mouth. I d...n’t have any worries that Komal is going to want me to leave Renu. It’s a mixed blessing because I know it would be easy to fall in love with her, but our relationship is strictly sexual. Divorcing Renu and dating Komal full time isn’t an option because Komal is too wild. I don’t know how else to say it. She’s open with me about having a lot of. Now that I had penetrated as far as I could reach, I gathered myself for stroking as best as I knew how. I had never had any complaints so I figured that I was pretty good at this activity. I started off with a slow withdrawal so that we both could feel each and every irregularity in my cock and Connie's vagina. That produced a feeling of sheer ecstasy for me and for Connie, too, judging from the sounds of pleasure she made as I pulled back.Now for the main course. I pushed back in and withdrew. As Mitchell kissed her Martha pulled down his sweat pants, his cock popping out with the force of a winded up jack in the box. And she rubbed and stroked it, loving the way the hard member felt in her hands. She loved sex, and she especially wanted to feel Mitchell inside of her. Ever since he moved into the building it was all she wanted. Martha pulled away from Mitchell and told him to lie down on the sofa. She then went in the back and returned with a couple of her toys. Martha stood in. In the midst of the chaos, no one had thought to even straighten the bed, let alone pull the sex-soaked sheets off. With a frown I shrugged and pulled the Dream Stuff around me and let the reality of the scene shift to what I wanted. When I was done the bed was made and un-mussed, with clean and crisp sheets fresh as a Sunday afternoon. I shrugged again and headed down the stairs, loosening the barriers between me and the rest of reality until everyone downstairs could sense me coming. I sent.I.