She helped me in guiding my penis inside her vagina. The pleasure of our lovemaking continued further. I really wanted my hands to be freed to spank h...r butts. I tried my best to get my hands untied, but no luck.After some intense penetrations, together we were almost on the verge of leaking out our love fluids. That’s when El positioned into 69, got her vagina on my mouth and her mouth was on my penis. That was the moment – we both oozed our love liquid together in each other’s mouth.I thought. Mouth numb, spittle dribbled in rivulets from each side of her mouth. "Cum, you bastard," pleaded her inner voice, the thrill beginning to fade.For two more minutes that seemed like two hours he ploughed at her face. Suddenly a switch flipped and subconsciously Ashlee found herself reaching to rub at a swollen clit, trying to diffuse the hurt with some pleasure.Just when the girl thought things might go on forever, his cock jerked, the motion causing it to slip from her mouth, yet not before a. Is-God-a-slut?!” I managed to scream the question in rapid-fire words, the only way I was going to get that thought out through the rising pleasure. “I am.” said the angelic voice of God in the passenger seat. I whipped my head around in a flail of wavy-brown hair and stared at the beautiful, blonde deity sitting next to me. “I’ve always been a slut, Rachel,” God said, her voice apologetic, and her eyes brimmed in shame, “I…I…the way you looked at me Rachel…the way you revered me, loved me. "Terry's a bit fragile today," she said. "Not that he's too sporty at the best of times."Normally, I would have freely admitted that what she said was true, but there was something in the tone of her voice, something like a dare, that made me stand up and say that I'd like to join in. They led me back to their improvised pitch, which had a few bags to delineate the goal areas, and told me the rules. Basically, each team had to touch the ball down in the opposing area, and if you knocked a.