He pumped faster and faster until his balls were slapping up against my ass. His strokes were shorter and more intense. I moaned with every slapping s...und our bodies made and tried to catch my breath as he pulled out of me. Mike was close and asked me to masturbate for him. He slowed down into a rhythmic pace. Then Mike surged deep into me, his body quivered as he put his seed into me. A moment later I too shot some cum out over my fingers and it splattered onto my face as Mike hovered over me.. Then she closed her eyes, rolling her head gently from side to side as he began to stroke gently back and forth on the already hotly pulsing little bud of her clit. During the last few moments, he had taken the initiative from her, and his refusal to remove her panties and finish getting himself undressed signaled his own building confidence. But now Ruth no longer cared who held the initiative. She just had to get fucked, and she had to get fucked now!For a few minutes more, Harry Perkins. The first time that that happened was an incredibly erotic experience and one which we were to repeat countless times, with numerous permutations! Paul has now taken to sleeping in the spare room and our sex life is non existent. I need sex, regularly. Two months without is far too long. I need a man! Better still, two men!Last week I received a nasty little letter from Allan’s wife. Apparently she’d arrived home early and caught Jamie watching a filthy, disgusting and degrading video. No need. (He was called that because he had a deep infectious chuckle and a sunny disposition. Probably nothing to do with his last name.)He suggested to Buddy “Let’s get a drink, where’s water?” making it clear enough that the drink was water, and the water was to drink so he wouldn’t end up at a duck pond or a bar. Although he suspected his little buddy bud had a sense of humor and sometimes played little tricks.Steve had to pry open the automatic doors to the store, even he could smell the heavy.