"Jacob." She said, looking up at him. "You're my champion." She said."Push." Michelle whispered.Jacob thrust forward and held his breath as he felt hi... cock encased in Michelle's warm buttery fuck-sheath. Her soft vaginal walls molded around every vien as they expanded to accommodate his meaty girth."OOOHHH GGGOOODDD!" Jacom muttered, as he slid in inch by inch, his cockhead searching for bottom.Michelle's eyes got big, a cute little gasp leaving her mouth as more dick just kept filling. She would stay there and slowly come up and suck the head again. She pulled off and stroked my dick. "Mmm... Like that Steven? Oh I bet you do. You fucking love your slutty girlfriend. Mmm I fucking love being your slut." She cooed. She went back down quickly and sucked harder.I took my hand and put it on her head and guided her up and down on my cock. She sucked and slurped as I pushed her down."Oh shit" I cried out. "Here it comes. Oh yeah get fucking ready! Oh Jesusss fuuuuuck!!" My cum just. After the fourth shot, he used his hand to milk every drop from my softening cock. When He was done, I rolled off him and lay on the bed beside him. He started to curl up beside me, but I was not done. I told him to take off his shorts, which he did with an obvious nervousness. After his clothes were off, I positioned him on his knees on top of me like I was with him a few minutes prior. With one hand on each of his hips, I moved my face up and took his precious little cock in my mouth. I am. I showered, but as it was so humid, all I put on was a tee shirt and a pair of thin shorts. Ray followed my sartorial lead, and did likewise. We went out into the garden with a couple of cold lagers. It was a very sultry evening, and there was a distinct possibility of a thunderstorm.A short while later Clare appeared, a glass of chilled Chablis in hand. She too, had showered, and had put on a cropped, white, cotton top that showed off half her midriff, together with a pale-green short skirt.