Poor Tyler was boiling with lust as Barbara’s fingers tightened around his cock and she started to jack him in earnest. In no time at all, he cummed...all over her breasts. When they were done, Tyler stretched out on the floor and when Barbara went upstairs to clean Tyler’s cum off her breasts I followed her. I didn’t want Tyler to see me, but when we got upstairs out of sight I cleaned her breasts with my tongue. When we came back, she’d changed into another outfit. This time she put on. ‘In summary you’re all going to take what may be your first foray into writing erotic fiction—not romance novel stuff, but good solid steamy—even nasty—prose. Certainly romance is an important ingredient in writing about good sex but it’s how you get there that makes the difference between good fiction and recreational smut. All of the other elements which we have discussed in terms of character development and painting a picture are essential. On the other hand, we have to know—clearly. “Gareth I don't have anything to sleep in, do you have an old t-shirt I could use please?” Joy asked“Yeah of course, it might be a big on you but I'm sure I can find something” I said and went to my room to get a shirt for her. I took an old soccer shirt to her and left her to settle in.I went back downstairs and started to watch tv, after about half an hour Joy came back down stairs and came into the living room.“You were right it's a bit big” she said with a little chuckleI looked over to her. That monster huge thing was going to get inside of me… and very soon for sure. It was odd. I wanted to cringe away and at the same time I wanted this man to hurry up and start fucking my hungry wet cunt.I let out a little squeak when he parted my lips, giving him room to enter. The head of his cock pressed against me, it was very thick and I could feel it starting to move into me. The man then laid full length over me, crushing me against the seat, with his cock still just lightly pressing.