Paul hesitated, unable to hide his shock.“Fair’s fair, Paul,” Marcy reacted, her expression instantly turning serious. “I went down on you bef...re. It’s your turn to repay the favor,” she told him, acting as if she was talking about something as benign as a $10 loan.Paul sighed. This wasn’t what he, not to mention his raging hormones, wanted. But he couldn’t argue with her logic. He looked her in the eye. Marcy established her dominance with the raising of a single eyebrow. If he wanted an. It was warm and tight inside her pussy. Even with the fan running on high speed, I was sweating a little because of the pressure I was applying to fuck her tight pussy.I was feeling my penis becoming very warm inside her and with doubt, I pulled it out and saw blood over my penis. Her pussy was also bleeding. I have blood phobia so we immediately went inside the washroom to clean ourselves up. I closed my eyes since I couldn’t see someone bleeding.She washed her pussy and simultaneously washed. Her responsiveness to me reminded me of something my college roommate used to tell me about overweight girls. He said they really appreciated it when a boy gave them attention, and they will do almost anything to please a boy who's nice and caring to them. To use his rather crude saying, ‘fat girl sex is the best ever’.I listened to Teri and Richard moaning and rutting like animals, as I moved down and buried my face in Wendy’s big breasts. Then I moved down farther, until I had my head between. Whatever last-minute thoughts she may have been having when she was trying to speak disappeared as she took my finger inside her mouth.I pushed myself inside her awaiting cunt, and pulled my hand from her mouth to grab her ass from behind and pull her closer to the edge of the counter as I drove all the way inside her and pumped my cock in and out. I took it all in. The way her tits bounced, with just the one out in the open, the flushness of her face as she mustered all the energy she had not.