It was an even combination of vocal chords and breathing. She moaned on both inhales and exhales. This is how I liked my women in college. Emily shook...her hair out of her face, cocked her head back, and took a swig. She offered the wine to me once, but I shook my head. I bounced her up and down with one hand squeezing her stomach from the side of her torso. I wanted her more focused on fucking and less focused on drinking. With my other hand I reached in to the space between our genitals and. Megan insisted on meeting me at Elmwood Park. We tossed a Frisbee, smoked some potent Thai stick and ate the picnic lunch she brought with her. It was an idyllic day that was the stuff memories are made of. The sun was low on the western horizon when I fired up a fresh bowl of weed. Several hits later, we were making out like it was our last night together, and at the time, it was. Megan ground her pelvis on my straining boner with frenzied intensity. I looked deep in her eyes and mouthed the. She didn’t disappoint him, arching back slightly to press him against her harder, letting him understand that she approved what was about to happen.With a curse he let her mouth go, breathing hard. His hands cupped her buttocks and lifted her as he started to walk up the stairs with his precious parcel heaving herself a little higher in his arms so that she could hook both legs around his waist. She rubbed herself against him and he swore again, walking faster to get to a bed. He put her down. I totally understand. But, John, you owe me a throat fuck…don’t forget.’ She kisses us both and says, ‘Take care of my wife, husband.’ She laughs, turns and walks out. John and I look at each other and smile. This might be okay. Soon we are both naked and we go take a long shower. That is one hell of a plane ride. A half hour later, John is between my legs quickly bringing me to the heights of pleasure again. Five minutes and two orgasms later, he slips into me and begins a long, slow.