I pulled my wet fingers out and started rubbing my own clit as Jay fucked me. I brought myself off quickly before Christie had even stopped moaning, a...d that seemed to be all poor Jay could take. With a few final, violent thrusts he grunted and I felt his cum shoot up inside me. He kept thrusting and grunting until he'd deposited every drop in my pussy.Jay pulled out and Christie wrapped her arms around me. She seemed ravenous with lust."Do you want to go to bed?" I askedShe nodded.We got up. . oh that feels good." Her legs would be wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper even as she half-heartedly objected. When she felt the heat of my orgasm, it would trigger her own. I imagine her pussy clenching around me. Her mouth would be hanging open, eyes closed tightly, moaning in pleasure. Her cunt would contract around my cock, milking the cum out of me. Only after she caught her breath would she question me: "I thought you were going to pull out?" She wouldn't sound angry or even. He dreamed of pressing his face to her mound and inhaling, licking and nibbling. Thinking of her taste and scent, he dreamed about the first time his tongue would touch her slit, and began to jack his hand up and down furiously. His cockhead was weeping profusely and he knew that he was close to cumming. He again pictured her face, and this time, he could see her tongue flicking across her lips as he pounded her against the wall. He suddenly imagined taking her from behind, pulling a handful. That was another treat he hadn’t indulged in for years. It was too hard to resist.A group of girls - all dressed to attract attention - were ahead of him. Once they had their ice-cream, they turned, and he recognized Caitlin from the diner. Her eyes lit up and she broke into a wide smile.“Go ahead, I’ll catch up,” she said to her friends.The girls didn’t even remotely try to hide their appraising glances as they moved away from the stand.“Get your ice-cream,” Caitlin said, still smiling.