My back started to arch and my legs began to twitch. Out of pure instinct, I closed my eyes and arched my back, spreading my legs out further as I fel... my orgasm hit me like a big tidal wave of ecstasy. "Oh, fuck yes," I mumbled in a hazy, high state. I bit my lower lip. After my orgasm subsided, I stopped feeling up my clit. It was hard to stimulate it, anyway, since it was so hard. The pleasure was too much for me to bear and it felt as though I was going to pee. That was definitely. She yelped and moaned as I felt myself building up to nutt as I wanted to not get caught and the pussy was dripping and on fire. She stopped moving and I thought that she wanted to stop what was a flirtation gone too far, but she rose and lay on the bed upon her back. She put the joint down, which she let go out as I was pounding her pussy. I leaned over her. We kissed and laughed when she said, " We should have started out like this." She added, "I want you to fuck my white ass like that. Though, he couldn’t hold it. As she enveloped the head in her moist mouth, Shane felt his balls suddenly tighten, the knowing feeling, then he pushed her head back, not wanting to blow in her mouth if she didn’t want it. But, just at the last second, she pulled it back into her mouth with knowing eyes, just in time to catch the whole of his load in her gaping jaws. A trickle dripped down her chin, and she seductively licked it off, swallowing every last drop of his warm cum. They both collapsed. “You can take off my shoes now.” Mary wondered idly how Sandy managed to keep her sneakers dirty all the time. Right now, there were big chunks of a chocolate cake there that Mary hadn’t even noticed Sandy eating, as well as smaller bits of gum, remainders of lasagna, and a base film of grime and mud. Mary reached for Sandy’s shoes as a jeweller might touch the most fragile and precious Fabergé egg. Sandy kicked her hands away, hard. “Oops,” she laughed, “try again.” As Mary reached for Sandy’s.