Both of them crawled all over the bed. Micky kissed me while Susan swallowed my prick whole and then dragged her lips upward lovingly."I'd almost forg...tten how warm they are when they're real," she sighed, kissing the tip of my cock several times."I remember them being soft and hard at the same time," said Micky, breaking the kiss to speak and then going back for more. I had my middle finger in her pussy and was using it to pull her toward me."Yup," said Susan. "That's what we got right here. They half lay, half sat for a quiet moment, him cupping her breast, teasing her extended nipple with a slick, wet finger, she stroking with an insistant rhythm. As the rush of her orgasm passed the need to be filled overcame her and she started to take the lead, pulling her hand from his trousers and pulling, almost ripping, them down over the contours of his thigh. Another slight break in the contact as they each fought to remove the clothes of the other before naked, they slid as one to the. It could be an innocent mistake, easily corrected. It is not. Although he is anxious, his hands have read her body. They are expert. They know. Her body answers them.The subtle placement of the sheet makes her smile. He cannot see her face. His hands must interpret. She is female. She is prone. She is passive. All she wants to know is his hands. She likes them. She wants their touch. She does not protest the placement of the sheet. His hands continue their work. Flesh, hands, sensation,. ???? I was getting closer andcloser, when I felt him jerk a little and then a hot flood in my guts.? Then he stopped pushing and lifted me, hestood and turned around without pulling out.?Mark sat on the bed and kept me impaled on his huge penis.? He started lifting me up and down on hismember.? ???? When I did cum I felttremendous pressure all through my whole body.?My temples pounded and my vision went dark.? I swear! ?I?ve never felt anything remotely likeit.? Mark pulled me close to his.