At the moment of coming I was in that position, touching that right nipple with my left index finger, and with my right hand fully enclosing my cock. ...y index and middle fingers stroked that most sensitive area under the head. I could see it all in the mirror. And at that moment I began the countdown to orgasm. "10" I said and nodded to myself that every inch of me was ready to come. "9" and felt just by saying the number that the tension had further built. At "8" there was a pre-orgasmic pulse. As we came to a halt, panting and sweating, I did not want to pull out. Jill was practically purring as she smiled up at me, a bead of sweat rolled down her forehead.“I think I’m going to like it here,” she said.Jill whimpered as I pulled my softening dick from her pussy. I looked down over her lithe body spread across my desk, her nipples still hard, her pussy hair damp. A dab of my cum dribbled from her soaked pussy lips as I straightened up.She leaned up on her elbows, and I could not resist. “I, erm, I brought some coffee. I thought that... Damn it, Marianne, you are stunning!”Marianne blushed even redder.No one had ever said that about her before, neither man nor woman.Chloe placed the coffee mug on the dressing table, so close that Marianne could feel her warm breath on her cool flesh and then... then she did something that surprised even herself. She let her arms relax and drop to her sides, painfully aware that her nipples were now straining outwards.Chloe paused, her hand. I want her to be really ready for me when I get there,” Joe told him. His heart sank but at the same time he found himself getting even harder from another man telling him that he shouldn’t be fucking his own wife and that she should be saving herself for him. “Is that okay Danny?” Danny told him yes. “There is something else, Danny.” Joe told him. There was silence for a few moments. “Claire has stopped taking the pill.” Joe told him. “What!” Danny gasped. “Claire is off the pill now.