"Does it hurt? Tell me!" Nooooo," Helen moaned as she swiveled her hips and impaled herself on his ass-splitting prick. "It's great!" She squirmed on ...he bench, her legs stiff, her tits crushed beneath her. "You're gonna love it."Natalie wasn't too sure about that. She watched as Angel rammed her mother's shitter with his cock. Each jab made her own asshole twitch. "Fuck her, Angel. Cream her ass."The muscles under Angel's chestnut coat rippled as he fucked his cock into Helen's tightly. My eyes filled with tears and I think I might have dropped to the floor save for the warm embrace of her arms as she held me so tight while I sobbed her name over and over. Someone passed me some tissues and I eventually got myself under control to apologize to the rest of the group. ‘Are we to assume that this lovely creature was the model for ‘Ethereal woman?’ someone asked. I took several deep breaths and held her to me. ‘This lovely creature is my mentor, my hero, my guiding light, and. That’s when I noted my husband was stroking himself under the covers as I spoke. And also why I didn’t whitewash what happened next. The two continued their way which for a guy it must be the best job ever, scores of women wanting to suck your cock and lick you sweaty/salty body. I watched with great interest as the second dancer made his way closer and I was very much looking forward to Jenny sucking his cock too, my pussy already the cause of soaked thighs. Finally there he was shaking his. I went back to watching my game. OK, don’t be too hard on me while you’re reading this. They’re ranked #4 and were playing a team they should beat easily but weren‘t doing well in the game. Five minutes into the game it was very close. I was wearing sleep shorts and a t-shirt. You sat across my lap with your arm around my shoulders. You asked how the game was going. I filled you in on the situation. You were watching the game with me. I have to say this was REALLY hot. I know you.