Do you remember me telling you that?’ you ask me with a sinister tone. Stroking your cock slowly, I smile up at you, ‘Yes…I remember you telling...me that.’ You reach down and stroke my cheek. ‘Yes what?’ ‘Yes Sir, I remember you telling me that,’ I say with an innocent smile. ‘That’s better. And now that we are clear, I want you to turn over…knees apart on the couch…hands up on the back.’ I let go of your cock and do as you tell me, making a point of arching my back so my ass is pushed back. We fuck like this until she cums hard and is clenching around my cock so tight, and I am very close to exploding I continue pounding Maureen on the bed she shares with her husband, as she screamed in delight as the bed rocked, I kept going then suddenly I unloaded my warm cum into her pussy.I lay on the bed, sweaty from all the hard action, we open a window for some cool air and take a little rest, while she lightly rubs my legs, tummy, and cock with her fingertips, something I just love.After. We went out into the living room and saw the slider to the balcony was open. Kelly was on the balcony standing on her tip-toes, facing out, legs spread wide, holding onto the railing as Patrick had his legs between hers, fucking her from behind. They had the balcony light on. We watched them fuck for probably ten minutes.Patrick pulled out and slumped into a patio chair. Kelly knelt in front of him and licked his cock clean. We all knew too much about each other sexually. Yvonne and I both. He began pushing his hard cock inside her wet pussy. He had no problems getting in as she left his dick coated with her creamy juices. He entered her with one strong thrust. She gasped at the sensations, he felt huge, felt as though he could tear her apart. Both holes were filled and he savagely pounded her. She could feel her tits bounce as they were along for the ride. As she felt her lover fuck her she'd forgotten all about the stranger. She felt the stranger at the head of the bed, and as.