I had been bouncing on Birds cock for more than fifteen minutes and he was showing no signs of cumming.My legs were starting to hurt, and my strength ...aning even though part of me still wanted that cock in me forever. Bird realised I was tiring, and moved his hands from my tits to my ass cheek, I sighed as he took the strain lifting me up and down his shaft as fast as he could, trying to get more up me. And once again I was going to cum again, and Bird took advantage he lifted me until the tip. He kept on forcing his hand between my legs. Touched me. God I was so aroused.” What the fuck! “The more he touched me, the more turned on I got. Eventually I had to finish myself off, otherwise I wouldn’t have got back to sleep.“ Holy shit! “It’s definitely getting worse. Certainly more violent. Is something wrong with me?“ Damn fucking right there is. Amos put the phone down. He was hard as a rock. He slipped a hand underneath the duvet and under his boxers, stroking his cock. He pictured. All of the sudden the anxiety of a confrontation crossed my mind. He got up and looked in our direction and went into the lockers while she stayed on the machine. My wife was talking about something but between my anxieties about getting my teeth knocked out her reaction to any questions should there be a heated conversation between the man and I and the woman now doing squats my attention was elsewhere. When my set came up I put on more weight than I should have maybe thinking I would impress. You then come up and kiss me with a passion of a thousand fires. I kiss you back sharing the same passion. You suddenly pick me up in your strong arms and carry me to the bed. We reach the bed quickly. You lay me down and kiss me some more. You then pull back and stand up."There's something I have to admit to you Steph. I have wanted you for a while now. Every time we talked over the fence and I saw you in that bikini of yours I got so hard just looking at you that I had to hide it so that you.