My pussy, tight and bald, make most men fight for control the first time they enter me. And my mouth and lips open wide allowing me to easily deep thr...at a great cock giving men pleasure they will talk about and never forget. He walked towards me and handed me a glass of champagne, we toasted. Neither of us said what the toast was we just smiled knowing we were both thinking the same thing, ‘to great sex (over and over and over)’. He looked me up and down and licked his lips I could see his. She was laying limp and fully wet with her sweat. Flowing down my chest was a thick line of her honey. My mouth was dry as I didn’t swallow for a long time.My saliva is mixed with her honey covered my lower face and chest. I stood up slowly and walked towards the kitchen. Washed my face and chest and had a glass of water. Then I came back. My crouch was aching and every step was painful for me now. She was there in the same position as I left her. I hold on to her hair and tilted her head. It helped my aching back, my tiring stomach, groin, legs and belly muscles. "Oh God, God," she cried. "Dear God." The bed creaked in time with my efforts, music to my ears. I was, I knew, merciless.The canopy rocked above us, swaying in time with our mating. I lowered us again to the mattress, listening to the bed complain: creak-thump, creak-thump, creak-thump. She shook and trembled below me, mouthing prayers and pleas, her eyes roaming wildly. Now I held the headboard with one hand and her. I told him not to worry and we would keep an eye and heart out ensure Soniya is doing fine. The trip was for 2 weeks and Soniya met us couple of times.She was coping well and asked if we are going for a play or anything in the weekend. I told her it was just me since my wife was not keen on an English play and looking at my wife she asked if she can come. Of course my wife said please go and I was smiling a yes. So off we went and saw a nice comedy that had Soniya laughing and having a fun time.