Karen and I were on the way home and we were talking about Mr. DAngelo. Karen couldnt get over the size of his cock. She was still a little buzzed and...she was telling me everything. She told me she had the best orgasm when he was fucking her. She even told me she gave him a BJ until he came in her mouth. I told her about my experiences with him and how I also thought the sex was great. I couldnt get that night out of my mind. It was so exciting listening in on them not to mention briefly. He again pulled it out and pushed back in. He was fucking me in long lazy strokes. He was now almost shouting Ohhh.. yeees Chintooo you are a great fuck. Your Ass is so tight and it is gripping my cock so hard. I was also full of lust and ecstasy and started shouting oh Vishal fuckkkk meee…. Please fuccckkk me harder…. Please make me your bitch.. tear my Ass…. Make it yours.Vishal continued to fuck me in long strokes for next 10 minutes and he must have entered at least 25 times. He then took. "Mmmph?" I froze with my mouth still full of bloated nipple, my hands still overflowing with Ami's huge breasts, and legs spread wide in a wanton display of lust. I'd shrugged my swimsuit off my shoulders, but the bottom of the lycra V was still in place. It didn't cover much more than my buzzing clitoris, however, and the glistening petals of my steaming sex were on full display to anyone passing by. Except, there hadn't been anyone else around ... until now."She looks like a slut," the first. Linda and I were in the pool, side by side and leaning over the edge while talking with Mark. I felt Linda suddenly place her hand right on my bathing suit, in my crotch, and she kinda gently squeezed my cock and balls but she never quit talking to Mark the entire time. I knew that she HAD to know what she was doing but I kept my cool and let her massage my sack! It felt really great but at the same time, seeing her act like she was doing nothing at all while talking with Mark amazed me. She.