I fell forward and stretched out my legs, Chris fell with me and captured me in his arms. I could not break his grasp. With the savageness of a man p...ssessed, Chris rammed and slammed his cock into my prostate body. Moving his legs between mine, he kept me from closing them, preventing him deeper entry. The viciousness of his assault caught me totally by surprise and un prepared for his attack. Chris continued to taunt me with his verbal assaults, 'take this dick, I'm riding this ass now. She felt herself open her mouth and let his rubbery cockhead pass between her lips. "Now suck on it, baby, suck it good, like your life depends on it." She sucked his cock as he thrust it in and out of her mouth with ease. "Use your tongue, baby...." Again, she obeyed and ran her tongue along his long, bumpy shaft. Then he pushed the entire length into her mouth. It almost choked her when she felt the tip touching the back of her throat. Looking up, she saw him grinning down at her with smug. She slid it in and out and I finally got used to it and started to get aroused. I ate Jeans hairy pussy slurping in all her juices. Paula fucked me harder and faster. My whole body shook as my orgasm peeked then relented only to peek again as Paula fucked harder. I could feel Jean getting ready to cum and then she did releasing a strong gush of her love juice. Paula had me in a state of continuous orgasm also rubbing my clit hard . Jean got off my face and I finally could look down to see what. This wasn’t a ball on the playground that we were arguing over. It was love. Patrice gave a very deep sigh. ‘I still love him, but I just can’t see us surviving. As much as I want him, I want what’s best for him. Do you think you could make it work? The two of you?’ Was she really giving in that easily? I wondered. He was her first, after all. I knew how she felt about that. All girls felt that way about the first person they made love with. I still remembered my first time. I wasn’t in love.