Ouch...Chris...stay still...oh fuck, it hurts..." Chris stopped pushing in and pulling out. Instead he began flexing his cock in my ass while Glenn fu...ked my pussy. Every time he flexed his penis, I would stiffen slightly and moan. My moans conveyed a combination of pain and pleasure. Clearly, it hurt somewhat, but I liked it. "Oh god, Chris, your cock feels so fucking huge in my ass." While Chris continued to make me whimper and moan, Glenn continued to fuck me. My arousal was building. My. As Harry expected, she didn’t take well to it. Silent tears streamed from wide, frightened eyes when they tied her spread-eagle to the bed. She’d been released and Harry had calmed her down. Despite her reaction, she agreed to find out if she liked just being pinned down. So Harry had gone down on her to get her in the mood. Then Lee straddled her chest and pinned her arms under his knees. When he slapped her with that enormous slab of meat he called a cock, she snarled and bit him. We mixed in different circles, did different things, but always enjoyed each other’s company. Perhaps it’s because we were such opposites that it worked so well. We’re still friends now, almost fifteen years later. Our lives have diverged radically and we don’t hook up much (we live hundreds of miles apart) but we do manage to get together sporadically. Last time was a couple of months ago, in fact. I happened to be in the city where P lives and I had a little downtime so I called her and we. I slowly moved up her body, kissing from her pussy, to her belly button, to her breasts, to her neck. As soon as I reached her neck, her hand found its way under her shorts, and she began playing with herself. I then kissed her lightly, and I ran my fingers through her wavy blond hair. I paused to make eye contact, then resumed kissing her neck, moving downwards kissing her soft skin. I removed her shorts with my teeth then kissed her hairless pussy. I had never seen another woman’s pussy.