When I saw Paul’s picture for the first time I knew I had to have him inside me, so on the day that Paul came to pick me up, I made sure he got the ...essage that I wanted him to fuck me by wearing a low-neck top accompanied by a very short skirt. Since I wanted to be fucked so badly by Paul I intentionally did not wear panties so he could have easy access. Seeing me dressed that way Paul got the message and he took me on a little drive to a secluded beach just outside of the city. When we. Lately, things between them had been sexually charged. But taking one look at her tonight and Deajah knew what was up. She had recently. heard that Chrissy's asshole of a boyfriend had been being a prick. Saying, "Hey Chris Pris. What's doing?"Chrissy looked up and said shrugged. She knew people were talking. She knew that Deajah still cared. But she was afraid to let people know just how bad things had gone. Sitting down she said, "Not much Dea. Have you made your move yet?" Chrissy knew that. Inside I knew he was right. This weekend wouldn’t be enough. But the thought of cheating on Becky was also weighing on my mind. Paul slid to the edge of the sofa as I took his cock in my mouth. I began to slowly and gently lick and suck his cock to hardness. When it was full hard, I turned around, straddled his thighs and slowly sat on his lap, letting his wet cock slide into my ass. “I need you to fuck me again Paul. I need to feel your cock pounding into my ass. I need to feel your hot cum. With a couple of convulsive shoves he was spent and leant forward over my back reaching round he cupped my breasts in his hands and nuzzled my neck. I turned my face towards him and kissed him hard, our tongues fencing like a pair of rapiers.As we broke our kiss, there was a cry from the sofa as Anne too joined us in her release.I looked back and down at John, he had unleashed his cock from its confinement and was furiously wanking it, going all out to cum.Anne seeing John’s disobedience leant.