I stopped as I heard some noise coming from our bedroom. I slowly walked to our bedroom door, and pushed it softly opened.There is Ivy on all fours on...our bed, getting fucked from behind, by some guy that I didn't recognize. I gave a loud gasp, and went into some type of mental shock. Somehow I just could not believe my eyes. Ivy must have heard my gasp, because she stopped fucking the guy, although he is still inside of her."AJ go downstairs to the kitchen table, and as soon as I am done here,. I was surprised by the urgent heat under my fingers.It was weird! Once you learn to masturbate, your hand and your cock are forevermore connected. At least mine were. They were two parts of the same organism, and I couldn't feel my cock without my cock feeling my hand, if that makes any sense. The sensation of my hand on my penis always scribbled over the sensation of my penis in my hand and so in a sense I didn't know what touching a penis FELT like. Until now. It was new and thrilling. When he reached her midriff, he found that she had already lifted her skirt up to accommodate his hand. He found her already wet when he slid a finger inside of her.Hailey gasped and stroked Phil’s head as he licked her nipple.“Do you remember that porn star I chatted with about ... about butt sex,” she giggled at the description. Phil nodded and dragged his teeth across her distended bud. “She’s friends with Meredith Miller! I so wanted to meet her.”Phil licked her nipple and turned his head. He pulls off his shirt, throwing it on my pile of clothes and sitting on the bed. I step lightly, quickly, and straddle his lap. We press our bodies together, kissing more and touching. His hands wander across my back, resting on the lower curve and gripping it softly. My arms go around his neck, and our breathing intensifies. I need this…I need you, I moan, and Adams hand goes down to pull his throbbing manhood out of the hole in his boxers. It looks different than what I expected, and he.