Out loud, I said, “Calming things down in my head for a moment, okay?”She sighed. “You can calm things down in your head, after you...”“Afte... I...” and I studied her face. It was the same as before. I stifled the laughter in my head. She was serious and I didn’t want her mad. I spoke the mantra. “ ... fuck your tight, little pussy with my big, fat cock.”“Yes,” she said softly. “Now, get to it.”Knowing what we were going to do and feeling her heat pressed against me helped. With a smile, I. While sharing our life, our differences created diverse perspectives making whatever we did interesting and broadened.My oldest friend Josh helped me realize Amy and I had a bond deeper than we thought. Since he lived in the city, we tried to have an evening together at least once a month. During my summer stupor he made more frequent contact but not so much to cheer me up as to join me in drunkenness. He found my companionship useful when pursuing the opposite sex. Josh liked to party, to. As I carried on rubbing her she had an aftershock orgasm not once but twice as I could feel her juices run down my hand. she said "Thankyou so much for that it was amazing", I said "It's Ok", then I stood up in front of her, placing her hand on my cock, I said "Your turn", as she rubbed me through my pants it was obvious I was rock hard.I unclipped my jeans and pulled them down to reveal my hard cock in my undies, she ran her hand up and down me, I said "Suck me", she said "God I'm sorry I. One gob slipped off the end of her cum-coated finger and dropped onto the tip of her right breast, the heavy wad sliding onto the stiff rubbery nipple and clinging there tenaciously. My eyes opened wide with excitement as I watched her reach both hands beneath that massive tit and lift it, her soft red lips open and waiting in anticipation."Oh fuck, is that ever hot," I thought to myself as she lifted the heavy orb higher and slipped her full pillowy lips over the hard red button of her.