I wrap my arms around his neck and bite his lip. I let go and fall back on the bed and then get him to lie down. I crawl over on top of him and put my...head on his chest for a few seconds. Then I mounted up on his cock. I moved up and down sowly for a second then he starts moving and going faster and deeper than I could. I leaned back and just took it.I could feel him hitting my prostate and for the first time I became aware that I had a cock too. He kept going harder and harder and my cock. "Now put your beautiful choker on, you always wanted one like this, did you?" "Yes but..." "Come on, help me" Then she started to remove my shoes and jeans. After Steffi had put on her new jewelry she helped Sandra to undress me. When they were done they started to get undressed themselves and Steffi seemed to like the idea of raping me more and more. Seeing their beautiful naked bodies made me horny and my cock started to stiffen what made my face turn red. "You see his dick? He will like it!". “Oh god, yes!” The cum barreled down my shaft. One more thrust into her and I held it there for a second, exploding. The recoil pushed me back, but I thrust back in firing off another round. Repeating time and time again.“He’s cumming!” Sarah shouted.“Go coach! Fill her up!” The victory chants flowed. “Shoot your load inside of her!” “Empty your cum into her.” “Pound her coach.” “Give her your cum!” “Fill ‘er up coach.” Each phrase was my command. I thrust and pumped. More cum flowed, a. ”“But why on a Sunday?” She asked.“No, not on a Sunday.”“But next year the 25th is on a Sunday,” she repeated looking at the calendar.“I’m suggesting Saturday the 25th, next month ... not next year,” he stated looking at his love.“Next month?” She exclaimed wide-eyed and beginning to laugh lightly. “You’ve got to be kidding me! You want to get married next month?”“Why not, I don’t want to wait a year, or two, or three. With our luck, one or both of us would end up getting married from a.