Getting every last drop certainly was, but not the bed or headboard integrity!At some point, we exhausted ourselves more than the biking did and we so...t of collapsed on each other. Who knows how many orgasms we shared and we simply only had the energy to look at each other. She grinned, I smiled, she chuckled, and I laughed and pretty soon we were sharing laughter that just seemed to fit the moment.Then my new lover managed to climb to her feet and I pointed her to a dresser drawer. She tossed. I felt her moving on the bed. My cock was bouncing at attention ready to feel her warm mouth. Our sex life was not bad, but it had been pretty predictable, I guess. So already knowing the routine I was overly excited for step two, my blowjob, and then sex.As I was trying to figure out what sexual positions we would do tonight I felt her straddle my stomach, and then I felt her hands on my wrists. She pulled my arms down to my side and then pulled my head up by my hair. I opened my eyes to see. I snaked my hand slowly down between my thighs and gave it the slightest of physical sensation. Pleasure burst across my mound, promising the greatest orgasm of my life, and my pussy screamed for more as I pulled my hand away. I closed my eyes and prayed that he would wake up and assault me like he did the night before. After a few minutes I began to hear a rhythmic fapping noise coming from behind me. I opened my eyes in the blackness and listened closely. Is John masturbating? I thought to. My pussy was puffed up and more swollen than I’d ever seen it before; I couldn’t stop rubbing the toothbrush around my pussy lips and clit. I just hadn’t expected it to be this gooooood! I couldn’t hold back as I raced towards climax, my back arched and my body truly contorted with spasms of pleasure. I had to stop and pant, and reassess. Fucking hell, that was amazing, I wanted more.I sat and focussed on the porn video, waiting for my pussy to calm down so that I could touch my naughty little.