" I stopped, grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. "What the fuck did you just say?" "What’s it to you?" "You know damn well what it is to me." ...Dude, I don't give a fuck that you like that piece of ass." His words became slow and deliberate. "I’m going to fuck that bitch and make her moan and cum like the whore she is". By this point, my group of friends had noticed what was happening and Joey, Alex and Nick were able to grab my arm before I broke Tony's nose with it. As it turns out, I. Clymia had never before had it in this manner. It was like the massaging tongue of the night before, utterly intense and wonderful. How different this lover was. She let a long and perhaps overly-loud sigh. She suddenly remembered her father, his brow furrowed, pacing. Her mother with a light little laugh. Why did they come to her now, so much like ghosts? Wave after wave of pleasure rocked and soothed her. The gardener’s mother called out to him and he came running up the muddy. Jack obviously was going to use her panties andalready had his cock out (not overly long but reallychunky), I think at that point Carole was thinkingshe really might like to try it after all but just tohelp her on her way I started kissing her and at thesame time had a hand on her pussy and was soonfingering her. When she’s drunk it only takes a little time to gether aroused and I signaled to Jack to wait a little –sure enough she was soon bucking against my fingerand now I beckoned. It tasted of her juices. I let it fall from my mouth, and slowly pushed it up mom’s ass.“FFFFUUUCCCKKK, WHAT THE HEL IS THAT FFFFFUUUUCCCKKK” I didn’t answer, I just pushed it in deeper. “You like that don’t you” I said“FUCK YES, FUCK, I’M GONNA FUCKIN CCCCCCCCCCCUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMM” Her second orgasm hit. She buried her face into my bed, trying to muffle her cries. I kept pounding as she withered around. I flipped her over again, and took a nipple in each hand. “THAT’S IT PLAY WITH MY.