I just had it done yesterday. I want it tolook pretty for him. He's been gone a whole week and I really miss him." Don't you worry about that! It's...divine! Are you ready?" she said,picking up her purse. "Are you scared when he travels?" Not too much. He takes security, you know. He was in Paris last nightanyway. And he texted me this morning." You mean sexted?" Have you been spying on me, girlfriend?" I said.Hearing Samantha giggle, I shook myself out of the little patch of wispymental. Peter was getting hard watching me fuck her very roughly this got him fully ready as I fucked her from behind. Peter stood up and stood in front of her taking her head in his hands and shoved his erect cock straight down her throat making her gag a little, he then started fucking her throat just as roughly as I was pounding her pussy, we swapped ends few times and eventually both came on her face and tits whilst she furiously rubbed her well fucked pussy, she loved getting fucked and cum, we. Surely she could see this, surely she knew she caused this. He stepped close to her and kissed her long and soft, "You have the perfect body, you are incredibly sexy. " "Really?" she half whimpered. "I wouldn't lie about it. I can't wait to fuck your brains out. " With that he took her down on the couch, taking his pants and shirt off as he did kissing her the whole time. His hand slid in between them and he began to rub her clit. She was so wet. "Oh, that feels really fucking great!" she. I had to stop. I told her that if I didn’t stop, I would cum. She looked frustrated with my explanation. I started thrusting again. I raised her leg up and put her foot by my mouth. I love her feet and they were tan from the beach and painted red. I started to suck on her toes while I was thrusting into her sopping pussy. I had to stop again when she started to moan.”I can’t take anymore stopping. Just go ahead and fill me up. You can make me cum later. You better promise to make me cum, no.