The conversation started out casual. Then it got very interesting. Jill told Donna that I was being an ass. That I would rather work on the truck, tha... take her to bed. That was a lie.Donna broke in, “At least when he takes you to bed, he makes sure you’re satisfied. All Joe cares about is himself. Last night he came home, late. I was in the bed waiting, with some candles lit. He came to bed and just slid over to me. I asked him what was he was doing?” He said, “I’m going to fuck the shit out. .. right?" Mounika interrupted.As the cum welled up in my balls, Makaylah connected the dots about their conversation. "Oh my gosh... you are so bad!" she said as she closed her hand around my balls and gently squeezed. I felt the cum burst forth and pump into Davika. Makaylah softly kneaded my balls, with more squirting forth with each gentle squeeze. "Mmmm, but I love it! I am so horny and wet now..." Makaylah said softly as she watched my cock fall from Davika's soaking wet cunt. My. Her hand in mine, I felt groggy, like I had been drinking. My face felt wet and stained. The undeniable scent of pussy was all around my nose. My hair was a mess, and some of it was stuck to my forehead. My balance wasn’t 100% but she didn’t seem concerned as we walked at our normal pace. In fact, I could see that smile on her face. The smile that tells me she’s done something naughty. Or perhaps, made me do something naughty. ‘Strip.’ she said as we approached the door to her apartment. I had. With so many forms of pain and pleasure shooting through her body, her orgasm hit her like a train. “Oh fuuuck!” Blair screamed as she came. Her pussy clamped down around Mark’s cock as she spasmed in front of him. His grip on her hair kept her in position as he continued pummeling her pussy, which was slightly more difficulty with how tight it got while she was cumming. It had all become too much for Mark and his orgasm had arrived. He slammed his cock into Blair, his hips smashing into hers.