I was little tired but I could feel the familiar sensations building up.Lekha was furiously licking my pussy, no doubt inspired by Sheethal ‘s works...behind her. She was also massaging my breasts roughly. Her hands were squashing my breasts as I squealed a little bit with both pain and pleasure. My eyes were shut and head slightly tilted to one side. My hands were stretched out to the sides clutching some bushes that I was able to hold on to. I was trying hard to control myself but was unable to. I wanted to show Kimberley that an older man could have more stamina, and could make her come multiple times.But I was also a realist. Fucking Kimberley was incredible, and I probably wasn’t going to last a whole lot longer. Probably not enough to make her orgasm again anyway. But there was one more thing I was desperate to do to her before I did come.I pulled out, manoeuvred Kimberley up onto her hands and knees, and moved to position myself behind her ass. She then shuffled around so that she. The other hand was stuffing fingers into my cunt, trying to reach deeper...trying to stretch wider.Two could reach deeper then three...but it just didn't fill me up as much. Whatever I did, I couldn't be completely happy.Frustrated, but reaching my erupting point, I started to whisper dirty things to myself:trying to reach my goal. Trying to get there. I just wanted it so fucking badly!"God, Matt! I want you! Your fucking dick in my pussy. I want you to fuck me, and lick me...I want to feel. I wiped up my mouth before fixing my hair and finding that we were only five minutes away from the apartment complex. I was too intoxicated to feel any real remorse immediately. So I just stayed quiet during the rest of the ride. When we arrived, Damien was the first to get out and begin unloading the truck. He didn’t help me out this time though, my guess was because he was too ashamed. James parked his car beside the truck and opened my door, a troubled look on his face. “What were you.