“Let’s see,” was his next comment.Her response was a bit of shock and a bit of more turn on, as she felt his hands unbutton the waist band of he... skirt and allow it to flutter to the floor. Now she was dancing wearing her heels and red opaque thigh high stockings, her red silk shirt and panties. She was completely aware of the show that this was providing for the others.The comments, dirty comments, about her ass and how nice it was came immediately from the appreciative group of guys.She began. It's warm and wet, a cavern, no a glove; yes a glove of hot silky flesh that fits my cock just perfectly. Her pussy cells are communicating with my cock cells now; they have a language of their own. Electrical charges are being traded back and forth. My cock's nervous system has melted with her pussy's nervous system. Synapses are jumping between my cock and her pussy walls. Her pussy is massaging my cock as I slide in and out. "Oh Jesus, this feels good," I utter between heavy breaths.She is. She spread the lips with two fingers, gave her other hand a turn. She squeezed my clit, I moaned out softly. I let her play with my pussy while I went about on her breasts, switching every so often. She found my vagina touching outside of it, teasing. I bit down lightly on the nipple and pulled my face away. Marie was dominating now. She sat me against the stairs, and pulled my hair out of my face, placing it behind my ear gently. Her head sank down. I swallowed, half excited, and half. She was completely focused on my body and giving me pleasure with the dildo. The feeling of a girls body on top of me, the sort of casual, non-self-centered a****l sexuality of it was so fucking erotic I felt like I was in a dream.She pulled me up towards her and sat back, thrusting upwards into my pussy from beneath. I couldn't believe the stamina she had. She drilled me relentlessly. The giant penis filled me like Matt's never had. I sat on top of her and rode her cowgirl, pulling my shirt.