She was a sex machine. There was no other way to describe the way she rode him. Her hips had been practically industrial with their perfect, consisten... timing, their tirelessness, their unwavering and singular sense of purpose. He knew she would never stop until the deed was done; she was clearly too devoted a servant when she was doing nature’s bidding to let anything disrupt her.That perfection was truly something to behold. To have that velvety pussy squeezing and rubbing his dick from every. A few freshman girls that Mike had invited all hung out with the older guys, and Matt felt depressed. It isn't fair, he thought.He sat like a stone at the kitchen table, his head starting to hurt. He had only had one beer though, but he'd never drank before. Was he drunk? He didn't know.Everyone was so happy around him, it seemed. Even Jen was laughing, and flirting it seemed, with guys. She had a whole flock around her. Matt felt sick.Jen kept asking what time it was. Matt kept telling her.. "Oh, that feels so good!" she squealed while reaching down to massage her clit. "I'm so close!"Even warned, the intensity of her orgasm caught me off guard as she thrust her legs straight out and her body went rigid."Yes!" she cried as her pussy pulsed around my fingers. Under any other circumstance I would have sworn she was in pain, but when she finally started breathing again a beautiful smile bloomed on her face.Resting, she took a few minutes to recover before rolling towards me."That was. “Think we had better go and see how Gabrielle’s feeling.” She laughed as she pulled on her socks.Shortly afterwards, they joined Charlotte, Leonie and her younger sister in the living room. The usually talkative Gabby was sitting there in silence and watching Leonie and Charlotte drink glasses of water.“Everything dealt with, Leonie?” Joanne Wilson stared at her sister before going over and sitting next to her.“Oh, I think that this little Madam knows that it is wrong to show attitude to.