I felt John’s fingers digging into my hips harder and his thrusting into me got faster and I knew he was on the point of coming. Like me, he must ha...e been sweating for I felt drops fall onto my back as I heard him grunting and realised that I was sweating too. John gave out a groan and his thighs were pressed tight up against the cheeks of my bum as his hips pumped away and I felt his cock expand that little bit more as he came into my backside. Well, the condom really, but it was a lovely. She held me so tight I could barely move out even an inch. I could feel my tip pressing against her cervix, I was worried I was going to hurt her if this kept up but those thighs were like a vice.I lifted her up onto my lap, moving even further in and nuzzled her breasts, she moved, like a vision of a goddess, her perfect body undulated in the soft moonlight, her hands found my chest, pushed me down, finally her legs unfolded and she rode me gently.Her shoulders hunched and to my astonishment,. It was the one thing about me I felt some pride in, my luxuriant head of chestnut coloured hair that I tended so carefully. “I could have been the model for that figurine,” I muttered aloud. “My God, if that was the sort of female those primitive guys worshipped, they must have been a whole lot different from the guys now.” I sighed, men now wanted their women to be like the so-called ideal females presented to them by the media. I came nowhere near that ideal. Even before I had seen the Venus. Reaching across the table, he poked Ashley's bare breasts with his fingers. "Trying to get your old man turned on here are you dear?" Oh," Ashley whirled around on the stool, covering herself, but spun off the chair and landed on the floor. Christie leaned over to look at Ashley, lost her balance, grabbed at her sundress, accidentally pulling it down and off as she fell in a heap right on top of Ashley. Both of their breasts were flailing around as they started laughing uncontrollably, grabbing.