She welcomes him with a languid moan. Like a horse on an open range, Paul breaks quickly into rapid, rolling motions of his hips. Clara is both tight ...nd tender, her body giving and responsive. Clara wraps one hand around the back of his neck, the other at his buttocks as he lifts her from the ground with each fervent thrust. She curls an ankle behind his calf. When she gasps his name, it's like a kick to his backside. Paul responds with stiff, long strokes. Covering her mouth with his own, he. ." I sighed. "We can have a little party tomorrow night, okay? I'll invite some friends, is that alright Mom?" Sure, Steph, tomorrow is fine. It even gives me a little more time. Maybe I can bake a little cake, how about that?" My mom agreed and so it was settled."A cake? Mark will love it. Don't forget though, it's a secret!" I giggled, because not even Chris' parents could keep my spirits down right then. "I want to see the look on Daddy's face when I tell him." He's going to be thrilled.". As I came up to her she shouted a hello by saying, "Hey it's Tiny Prick the Swinger!" I faked a laugh as she was being pretty annoying as I explained her friend never came back. She introduced me to "Zizzy" (but I think she meant Izzy) saying she was this girl. Zizzy was a plump girl with died red short hair, huge wobbly tits and surprisingly nice legs. She wasn't dressed for going out, more like hiking. I moaned that I'd waited looking out for her bag and she (Zizzy) just said in a stronger. It was like opening a spigot. My cum kept shooting out with f***e. I felt it all over her pussy and on the insides her thighs. As we kissed and writhed against each other it wet her belly. I felt cum all over my cock and balls and on my legs and belly. “You didn’t fuck me” she said. “No I came before I got to fuck you”. “But I wanted you to fuck me.” “I told you I wasn’t going to fuck you.” “Please, I want you to fuck me. I know you wanted to fuck me. You were going to, I know it. I felt you.