He then started to thrust as the guy in the black shirt groaned in pleasure as he sucked me off.Now the unseen guy behind me was obviously getting exc...ted cos he groaned as he stroked my ass with his hand, and then he slipped a finger into my ass. I clenched it immediately but then I relaxed and felt more fingers going in. I was in heaven. I felt like I was gonna cum. He slipped his whole hand inside and began fisting me. I was being held by the hair, strangled by some big hands, sucked off by. His tongue continued its action as he inserted his index finger into her now drenched slit and curled it upwards stroking the front wall of her vagina. The response was electric, and her finger tightened making knots in his shortish hair. “OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK” she exclaimed. Tom thought how to take it up a notch even further and remember his night with Katie and what she’d asked him to do to get her off. The finger on his other hand sought out her tight rear sphincter and massaged it. She wanted the full force of this cock stretching her and filling her. “Fuck me, Ben,” she snarled. “Fuck me like you’ve never fucked anybody before in your life.”“Don’t you worry about a thing, you delicious little wench, you,” he whispered, and before she could respond, he took her by the hips and slammed into her with quick, deep thrusts. “Holy shit!” she screamed, holding his arms for stability against his powerful plunging. Again and again his cock filled her, ramming into her with. It wasn’t because he didn’t want a woman, it was more out of loyalty to his deceased wife. He’d loved her desperately, and somehow, sex with another woman didn’t seem right. He could feel his pulse quicken and his long dormant manhood was starting to show serious signs of life. He looked down at her. God she was beautiful. She was stunning in that blue blouse and those tan pants. Her hair, her hair, he’d like to wrap his hands in it, and pull her against him. Shit, he thought. She knows.