I arch my back for him, letting him go deeper and deeper inside me. With each thrust I can tell he is closer to coming. “I want you inside me,” I ...ay between moans. My moans fill the room as he thrusts faster and faster. Then he pushes himself balls deep inside in me. I scream. I feel his manhood twitch. I kiss him and that’s when it happens. Heat fills me. I can feel it, just a little, deep in my stomach. His warm cum shoots in hard jets and fills me. He holds himself there for a full minute. Your breathing is erratic, you mumble quietly. Perfect, I have you just where I want you. My hand glides down your stomach, stopping only to trace the hole of your bellybutton with a finger. I see you shiver faintly and I stop to pull the duvet over your shoulder again and I scoot closer to you, our chests pressed together. I feel your breath on the hairs of my chest, the warm air is a delight to my goose-bumped skin. You smile, and kiss my neck. I can feel your patch of hair now. My fingers. Frankie fingers found the front of his jeans, opening the button and pulling the zip down, he was already hard and precum was oozing from the tip as her hand circled it rubbing gently up and down wanting to taste him, but Dean was all about her satisfaction, he always had been, he wanted her begging as she fell to the floor before she got the opportunity to get her mouth around his wonderful fat cock.Frankie had lost count of how many times she had cum now, he just pumped and pumped his fingers. The pressure continued while I focused on Bill fucking my throat. He ws good. The right angle was kept and the motion steady. Hmmmm!Something wasn't right. The pressure on my hole was greater than ever before and it felt like, I dunno, wasn't mr behind or skinny Jimmy. Pop! A big Pop! I managed to let out a gutteral groan during the moment Bill was out of my throat (but not out of my mouth.) I couldn't see a thing since Bill's balls were slapping me in the forehead and I knew it had to be.