She was very very tight & reminded me about how I had taken Pooja’s cherry. I started taking long & slow strokes but she was screaming in pain. Then...slowly pain overtook pleasure and now even she started responding to my motion. Now I started to take longer strokes & increased my speed. She came and came. I kept on fucking her till my climax was building. I told her that I was about to come. She asked me to hold a bit as even she was about to come. I held back but could not hold for long. With. She started to shake as she screamed her orgasm. This set off the guy she was riding. He grunted and thrust harder into her as he shot his load of cum deep in her pussy. After they had both finished their orgasm, she rolled off of him. The guy I was sucking said it was his turn, so moved over to get between her legs. He rammed his hard cock in her pussy and began pounding her. She wrapped her legs around him as she ground her hips into him. He worked up a good rhythm as he fucked her dripping. Sure, we still had our ups and down like any married couple, but in comparison to what it had been like living with my ex-wife, it was just this side of Heaven. With all that going for me, you'd have thought that I should be the happiest man alive. And for the most part, I was. But every once in a while, usually around my Ex and my anniversary, I thought of her and felt those old pangs tear at my heart.Cindy and I had an OK sex life. Nothing particularly wild or exciting, more like. So they ended up having a little argument and we thought it was best if she just stayed with me the next 2 nights before they go home. Find by me. So I ended up giving up my shift for the night and we were either fucking, drinking, or both. Later that night we went to a friend's place and he lived on the beach and his townhouse was on stilts and she said she wanted to give me a blowjob under the house, so we went under their and she started to take my shorts off and rubbing my chest while.