Jenny was creaming; struggled out of her short denim skirt, pulled the damp thong aside and settled her dripping cunt on Richard’s face: “Eat me, ...ig boy”.Richard’s tongue was everywhere- all around Jenny’s outer lips, then sucking on her inner lips, then finally clamping down hard on her engorged clit. Jenny screamed; straddling his face, then leant forward down his body towards that cock. Jenny took it in both hands, bending it backwards towards her mouth. It was rock solid – Jenny eased the. Kristen and her husband Tony, a cop, lived two houses away and I followed my wife hoping to defuse the situation.Carole pounded on Kristen's front door. I had never seen her so angry."Get the fuck out here you god damn whore," Carole screamed at the top of her lungs.Kristen opened the door calmly. "Can I help you," she asked in a smug condescending tone.Carole lunged forward and caught Kristen with a hard slap to the face. Kristen backed up into the foyer and Carole followed. I quickly entered. She brought out a glass of wine for her and a beer for me. Sitting down next to me on the couch we talked a little while we drank. It had been about forty-five minutes since I took the pill and I could feel my cock started to stir. Debbie had a lot to do with swell in my pants, sitting close to me putting her hand on my thigh and close enough I could smell her perfume. We both knew that we were ready to get going. I asked her how she wanted to start.Debbie asked me if we could act like. I too lost control as she did, but she did not rest from pumping her pussy on my dick. Over and over she fucked the cum out of me, as though there was nothing more important in the entire world. Bang, bang, bang, it was flawless timing and swollen tension. I reached the end, I began to moan, high from the release, and feeling like I would never stop cumming in her pussy, filling what little room was left with what felt like buckets.She never stopped pumping it from me, in and out she banged.