I couldnt help but to be turned on. everything Phil did was sexy, and i know he can fuck me better than lloyd. but lloyd was my boyfriend, i could nev...r betray him like that ever again. my cunt tingled and twitched in dire need for Phils cock in me. i crawled back into bed with lloyd and tried to get some sleep. i tossed and turned but i could not keep my eyes shut! i sat up on the bed. i heard the door creek open. cant sleep? someone said. Phil? i said. the one and only!. he said. i got up. They all knew that any movement, any noise would be taken as them volunteering.“No one. You are all willing to let blondie her take the pain alone?”Still no movement. I turned to address the blond again.“Well no-one wants to help you. What do you think of that? These are supposed to be your friends!” The blond just whimpered, knowing that whatever answer she gave would be turned against her. “I think that we will spice this up a bit; I am going to give you a choice”But the choice was not. She moaned as her eyes dipped in pleasure. As he pierced in her in the first stroke, she grabbed his back and wrapped her legs around his hips. She seemed thirsty of his body. She seemed aroused and cared not that her son was watching.I saw his hairy ass take a pause and elevate between her legs and then went hiding behind her thighs. He cupped her face and sucked her lips. Her hips tightened and her pussy squeezed in his penis, milking his bodily fluids in her. Her wheatish soft hands grabbed. Of course, with his olive skin, Middle Eastern features, and natural good looks, they only enhanced his appearance. At least that's what the ladies in the office have told me.Dave's almost a full inch taller than me, something he enjoys reminding me of, but has a very slight build. Black wavy hair, impeccably well-groomed and clean-shaven, and always dressed in the most stylish, European fashions completes the persona he shows to the world, but I know the real Dave. He's a pervert and a.