Once his cock was thoroughly soaked by my pussy, he pulled it out and positioned it against my ass. I knew he wanted to fuck my ass as much as I wante... him to, so I slide back into him and pushed my ass out so his cock would slide inside me. His cock was wet from my pussy and my ass was still wet from his tongue so we had no trouble with lubrication. He spread my cheeks and eased his swollen head in, then gently thrust the rest of his long shaft inside me. He started a slow rhythm, not wanting. They would then sit at his table and, by the yellow, waxy light of a solitary flickering candle, they would quietly eat the food he had bought. Then, they would watch a movie, perhaps, or just sit on his sofa and talk about their week. At just after half past ten he would walk her back to the bus stop in time for the last bus home. He would tell her he would see her on Sunday morning before waving her off. Lydia never stayed overnight. In fact, she and Michael had never had sex; he wanted to. She was hot and wet and was giving no resistance. I looked over and seen the other couple kissing and she was stroking his cock. They were whispering but I couldn't hear what they were saying.I didn't know if they were scared and going to leave or convincing each other to stay.I focused on Amanda sucking my cock and licking her pussy and ass. She was grinding into me as I licked her hole and pussy. "Damn, she was so wet" I thought.I felt another tongue licking my cock. I felt my cock in. It seemed to Lori that she had forgotten all about them, that her world had contracted to simply riding Peters cock, over and over. Oh God, Minx moaned. Urmmnh … oh yeah …. Her firm breasts would have flown off her chest if they hadnt been attached. Oh yeah … oh yeah …! Minx cried huskily, completely abandoned to the moment. Lori looked at Peter eating her pussy, her eyes glazing over. She could feel herself climbing toward orgasm, needed the wall for support. Her legs squeezed shut around.