She watched my expression. She visually devoured my responses to our contact.I looked up and our eyes met. She wasn't just watching me, but waiting. W...iting for that point where control was lost and I would just take her how I wanted.Feeling her emotions via touch was still a new trick, but it didn't stop from happening. She wanted me to take her, to ravish her as I had started to the night we met. Without anyone else there, she would receive my full attention and she wanted it.I didn't pull. Get close to the edge for me."Ben's hand speeded up and gripped tighter as he worked himself nearer to the point of no return."You're going to cum now, you're going to cum for me so hard... but you're not going to cum on my pretty feet, no... you're going to cum into your other hand. Go on, do it, cum for me. Do it. Do it NOW!"Ben tensed and felt himself bucking as he lifted his left palm under the head of his cock, the first spurt flew over his hand and landed on Jackie's thigh, dripping. I told him no, and even though he pouted a little, soon enough he blasted a huge load into my pussy.A few times after that, Paul finger fucked my asshole, and each time I came quickly and hard. I had to try his hard cock in my ass. I just had to have it. I knew it would hurt, but I didn't care.The next time I went by the local sex shop, I stopped in and bought a bottle of industrial strength lubricant. My pussy got wet just thinking about the evening to come. I called Paul at his office and. In the couple of years since I’d last seen her, Cara had blossomed quite a bit, having developed curves and a decent sixteen-year-old rack. Her boldness had not changed one bit, however.Jess was panting and moaning at the same time. Heather pulled her sister’s fingers out of my wife and yelled, “Damn it, Cara, get out of here!”“Ok, ok I’m leaving,” she said. She turned to me and said “Have fun tonight, you love birds!” and she blew us a kiss before giggling and running off.“Sorry, Jess, my.