Suddenly, she collapsed on top of me, her head coming to rest on my left shoulder. She was shaking uncontrollably and I could feel a rush of fluids es...aping from her pussy. I flipped Betty on to her back and pushed my steel rod deep into her flooded pussy. She wrapped her legs around my waist, in a vice-like grip, and dug her finger nails into my back, as I rocked back and forth, my cock going in and out of her pussy. “Oh Fuck!” Betty exclaimed. “Fuck me! Harder! Harder dammit!" I couldn’t hold. Moving her knees a little wider apart on the couch she figured this should be enough of an invitation and turned her attention back to the cock that stood waiting right before her eyes. She had to slap Joeys hand as she saw that he had started wanking himself during that rediculously short break."Damn, stop it! That's mine! Don't you dare and waste your stamina.", she commanded. What did the boy thing? They hadn't even really started yet she thought while wiggling her behind as a reminder for. .during my morning shower. Cindy had come into the bathroom to hang up fresh towels as she did every weekend. I had been jerking myself off and hadn't heard her come into the bathroom initially. When I did, I quickly stopped, and appeared to be merely washing myself instead. Though we had one of those slightly opaque, distorted glass shower/tub enclosures, you could still faintly see one another inside the shower whenever you were looking through the glass. Obviously she had seen a little more. My thumb would be circling your cock head while I kiss and suck the base and length of your cock. I would slowly work my way to the top, and let my tongue glide over you again, a line of saliva dripping onto you before I take you into my hot, wet mouth. I’d suck on the head while my hand strokes and grips you tightly, and take you deeper with every stroke of my hand, my lips would touch against my fingers as I take you to the back of my throat. If you were here you’d feel my throat tighten.