I didn't cum with him. I had him suck my cock and I rubbed my hard cock against his well oiled ass hole. But I didn't fuck him. It was like I was on a...mission to make a meal out of someone and he picked the wild card. It is almost like being possessed by something outside of myself. But I know it is just my dark side coming to the surface. If I let that demon run wild I would have fucked him. In retrospect, in my fantasy about that cold night, I wish I had. Part of me wishes I had fucked him. I asked for her fingers and placed them in my mouth and tasted her for the second time.She reached around in back of her and started to rub my extremely hard cock through my jeans. She immediately said,“You are so big, I can tell already." I undid my belt and let my jeans fall to the floor, still standing behind her. I quickly removed my shirt, standing behind her in just my boxer briefs. She started to rub me again through my boxers and smiled at me in the mirror, I smiled back and told her. This was so amazing - here I was, right in the middle of a pair of lovers love making and actively trying to make them cum! All this physical attention pushed Cheng over the edge as he started to moan, "I need to cum. Please I need to cum..." In response, I positioned his cock head right on my lips and immediately, my lips felt the surge of Asian hot cum streaming out over my lips and face. Licking my lips, I tasted his Asian cum and it was creamy with a slight sweetness to it. It was amazing -. After Laurel put another hot towel on his leg and rewrapped it Roundmoore grumbled at her "what would you know about tones, I bet your tone deaf as a toad, you still haven't told me what you want." Laurel laughed "I didn't know toads were tone deaf considering that they sing to each other in their own way and I am definitely not a toad or tone deaf." Snorting Roundmoore snapped "prove it" Laurel grinned at him and unstrapped her lute from her pack, she saw his look of surprise at the old lute..