She saw the wonder and pleasure in his features when he lifted his head, and knew it must be mirrored in her own face. Her legs curled around him, fe...t settling on his back, even as she pulled him closer with her arms. Joined together, skin-to-skin, dripping with sweat, they soared together.It came upon her not as the rushing water of the Nile, but as the rumbling of the earth. Slow, relentless, and powerful was her ecstasy, building until she thought she would burst. Finally, her orgasm. Maybe he was a little too eager."Thanks, Jerry, but Fancy already knows how I like this done. It's easier for her to help than to have to try and explain it again. Just relax, and we'll be back in a couple of minutes," I dismissed him, hoping not to upset him in the process.We made our way down to the dock, hopping into the runabout both as somewhere to sit, and to talk. It made sense to follow up on my original excuse, just in case anyone at the house was looking. When we were seated, I asked. I was thinking dead kittens and all sorts of shit Ann Whittcome!“Sorry been thinking about a girl” “I don’t mind” I felt a bit uneasy about Marcy and she decided to stroke me through my boxers.“Not a good idea babe?” Fuck it was a good fuckin Idea! But I had principles NO Fucking her absolutely No fucking her. My fucked up ideology was never to fuck with another girls feelings without it meaning something. I’ve gone through way too many women and fucked them up mentally and was to stay strong. She felt herself about to cum as Roger did, and Roger was the first to lose it. His semen flooded her mouth and as she gulped it down she was pushed over the edge as well. Her nectar hit Roger and sailed straight down his throat. Teresa cleaned him off as her orgasm wound down and Roger did likewise. He got up off of her and removed his pants slowly. She lifted her shirt up just to her shoulders and undid her bra so she could rub on her nipples. The sight of this got Roger good and hard again,.