As I was busy jerking my cock imagining her finger herself, I couldn’t text her, and she replies again.Swati: Too busy jerking? Tell me, what are yo... doing?Me: As you said, I am shaking my cock.Swati: I can imagine it while my fingers dig my pussy.I made a tight circle with my index finger and thumb and started inserting my cock, imagining what Swati just told. I imagined my cock fucking in her while she in the other room fingers and feel it in her at the same time. It was such an arousing. Jerry pushed his thumb forward and it slipped right inside her in one easy go. Laura sighed.“You’ve oiled it,” she said over her shoulder as she looked at Jerry, smiling.He nodded as he smiled at her. Then he continued to fuck his cock into her gently as he thumb fucked her arse with the same motions. Laura loved it. She always marvelled at the sensations an intrusion, any intrusion, gave to her arse. As she was fucked, she thought of Jenny and what she could do with a pretend cock, when that. Everyone had already had a few, but none were hammered.I didn’t care about anyone but Karen, so that was fine with me.Karen looked a little out of place, nervous. I like the lonely or desperate or needy: someone willing to engage a stranger. I paid attention to her only, heard none of the table’s shop talk.Karen and I talked, occupying ourselves and passing the time. We found some common ground: same college, albeit I am ten years her senior. She grew up near my hometown, so we could chat. ”“Not until my friend there comes all over Ralphie’s face.”The woman turned and was captured by the scene in front of her again. Her husband was really going to town on that cock. Watching it was better than any porn flick. She wondered why the sight wasn’t even turning her on even a little bit. From her left, she heard Miriam say another word. She froze.She heard Miriam talk, but she couldn’t move her head or any part of her body.“Yes, you are a real piece of work. Instead of just divorcing.