He slipped in to the balls, and made me clench and relax to accommodate that thick meat. The owner of the cock whispered in my ear "squeeze my dick, m...lk it" and I started contracting my ass muscles, almost milking his thick cock. Within 3 minutes, and in the heat and dark of the room, I felt his cock twitching, pumping his warm thick load deep inside my ass, making me purr while I felt this. The first load of the night and that cock almost made me shoot my own as he pulled that spent, yet hard. This made him stunned. He was just freezed. He did not say anything. Just continued staring at roof. He was totally surprised until I got up and kissed on his lips. Then he understood what I was up to. And he said to me ” So should I give a response” I said “sure why not!” then he put his right hand on my right boob through my clothes. He started fondling and caressing it and started french kissing me passionately. His tongue was roaming inside my mouth. He put his tongue between my upper teeth. Be careful around him,’ warned Charlotte. ‘Don’t worry.He’s good looking, but nothing like Steve. I won’t even be tempted. I guess Steve’s spoiled me for other men,’ chuckled Gwen. Steve seemed to understand when Gwen explained that she’d be singing in a concert with Jack Timberline during his first game. He told her not to worry about it since he appeared destined to polish the bench for the foreseeable future. Gwen had been uncomfortable with Jack Timberline’s stated intention of singing. It was animalized sex. So intense. I took the gag out of her mouth because I wanted to hear her loud and clear. She came again and I came shortly after. I undid her constraints and untied her from the tree. I told her to get her cloths back on. This was somewhat typically. Playing with the mask made things much more intense for her. I could tell. The sensations meant more, pleasure or pain. She told her friend about our sex. Her friend wanted to join us. Normally, I probably wouldn’t’ve done.