She moved her hand and started trailing her finger over, between, and down the ridges of his stomach. Lightly feathering her finger back and forth, sh... felt his muscles tightening beneath her finger.“Bailey, enough.”He was still using that tone with her. She wondered, why?“Why don’t you want me?” she managed to ask. “Am I that ugly to you?” “God, no, Bailey you have no idea of how bad I want you. I can’t though baby, for many reasons, it just wouldn’t be fair.” He whispered against her hair. You place one hand on the small of my back and with the other you gently run your other hand between my legs. After rubbing my clit for a moment and hearing my deep moan of pleasure you unceremoneously push three fingers into my dripping cunt. As you start fucking me with your fingers I moan "Oh yes, oh yes, so good". You stop as quick as you started. I cry out in disappointment. "You are the worst kind of slut, one who thinks it is her right to be given pleasure, I will mend you of that".You. Helen was coaxing my husband on by teasing him saying he wasnt going to let Rick beat him was he. You have such big balls I know you have to have a giant load of cream inside and then he erupted into the cup. Helen was very good at this I now know this was not their first time with this little game. She held the cup over his head and he shot squirt after squirt into the cup. He must have shot 9 or 10 times before he was finished and the Helen grabbed it at the base and pulled along the shaft as. And swallowed. And swallowed. The fucking guy must have dumped a gallon of cum into my wife’s stomach.In the end, Jess pulled off, unable to take any more. I think that was a first for her.Paul was right at the end of his orgasm so only two more small squirts came out which dribbled down his mile-long rod and onto Jess’ hand.“Damn, when was the last time you’ve cum?” Jess exclaimed.“It’s been a while,” Paul said flatly and without elaboration. “That was very good,” he added, equally.