Me and Johnny were in our own little world, back across the room on the other bed trying to figure out a 69, while Billy and Jimmy tried to resolve th...ir issue. Billy kept telling Jimmy not to move and give it a chance to work all the way in, and Jimmy just kept telling him it hurt. Finally Jimmy said at least wet it some more and maybe it would fit. Billy withdrew and licked Jimmys asshole for a while until Jimmy started moaning and backing up to Billys face, a sign that he was more ready then. Do that again, would you? They’d hit the last one, a big one too, and it happened almost the same way. Again he grabbed hold of her, and again he swiftly ran his hand over her breast, but quickly squeezed it letting it go right afterward. “Umm Gregor?” she said. He answered her. “Did you just touch my chest?” she said. He immediately felt bad. However it was his intent, all along to try doing what he’d done. He didn’t reply right away and when he did he lied. “Did I do something which bothered. I pressed my fingers in her pussy, happy to find it warm and dripping. I slid the condom on and moved between her legs. Very carefully I pressed my cock into her opening, and she grunted as I broke through the initial resistance. Her tight pussy felt so good, I almost came then and there. I took a breath to control myself, and then slowly buried myself deep inside her."Are you ok?" I asked. She nodded. I gave her a kiss and started pumping my cock into her. She moaned and wiggled to match my. Lubing up her asshole with two fingers while gazing in mesmerized fixation at his thick, pulsing cock, then holding her ankles over her head so that he could slip inside her while she watched every inch of him disappear into her ass. Moaning as he fucked her for what felt like hours, her sense of time blurred by trance as each orgasm stretched out into an eternity of pleasure. Sucking him off, feeling a surge of warm, obedient pride as his cum splattered onto her face and tits. Cynthia realized.