He was constantly hitting my button (g-spot). This made me shout in enjoyment. He now started fucking me with his fingers every time hitting the g-spo.... This made me leak more. There was a slight pain due to the speed. Nish changed his variation every now and then. One second he would do it fast and the very next second he would slow down. But he would hit my g-spot with every thrust.Then he took his fingers out and went over to my clit. I could feel that he was doing a lot with it but not sure. I chuckled at the sight I had replayed in my mind. I hoped that today wouldn't be any different from the norm but boy was I wrong. Tristan was late home from work and he said he had been shopping. That's the part that caught my attention. Tristan never willingly went shopping it was always a fight to get him to do so. "Tell my why you're really home late? Were you fucking that new receptionist? Is that why you're late home?" I demanded "What?! You really think that lowly of me? You think that I. Please, baby. Suck on it. And eat my pussy. I want to feel your fingers in me and your tongue on my clit. I want you to make me cum with your tongue and your fingers. Please make me cum. Can you feel how wet I am for you baby?”. Phil’s mouth was almost down on her and his fingers continued to work away inside her. She was so wet that her juices were running down his fingers and across his upturned palm to his wrist. He gently withdrew his fingers and felt her shudder. “Open your legs wider for. And they both swallowed.Well there we were sucking and licking and licking and sucking side by side on the ground. Paul had a head start on me and exploded into Carol’s mouth. “GAWD CAROL,” he shouted, and grabbed Carol by her legs and pressed his face into her cunt as hard as he could muffling any more sounds he emitted. Then Carol orgasmed and screamed like only she could. I think the campers across the river could hear her. “Paul! MY GAWD!! What you do to me. Oh shit I’m cumming again. Suck.