The only sound was her short, hard breaths. Then his mouth closed around her clit and he slid three thick fingers into her. He moved between using his...tongue and his teeth on her clit while he pumped his fingers in and out of her. It felt as though all the nerves of her body were connected to her pussy, every flick of his tongue, every tweak with his teeth, all of his fingers moving inside her sent powerful jolts through the rest of her body, and underneath all of it her orgasm was building,. Sandra returned from the bathroom with a naughty smile on her face. For a moment my imagination raced at the prospect of her joining me in my bed, the shedding of our nightshirts the beginning of what was to follow. How wrong I was…‘What are you doing?’ I asked as Sandra lowered herself into a squat at the end of my bed, whilst staring at me with her big round eyes. I was dumbfounded. What was she doing?Whatever it was, it appeared that Sandra did not want to move from her position, her hands. But when she pulled them around her waist, they were abnormally tight. She always preferred her panties a little tight, but now it was almost like there wasn't enough room for her dick inside the silken undergarment.But that was silly, she had had a dick since she was born. Why would her underwear suddenly not fit? Most likely she had put on a little weight, and just not noticed it till now. Maybe David was right and she should start an exercise plan. Of course, David was an exercise freak, and. Literally, the ‘fucking’ rules. What a weird-ass job interview this had turned into! I slid back into her, but not before a small, pearly dribble of cum leaked out of me and coated her puffy lips. It had been a very close call, but I’d held out once again.When he realized that I’d dodged that bullet he upped the ante. He withdrew his monster cock from her eager mouth and shuffled alongside of us, his pants around his knees and his award-winning organ leading the way like the bowsprit on a.