She couldn't scream, she couldn't breathe. As she weakened her kicking was reduced to twitching movements, now she remembered Roger's body twitching b...neath her as she had squeezed the life from his neck. Then her consciousness faded to a woolly greyness...The men watched fascinated at her erotic writhing, her skinny body arching towards them and then her knees lifting high as she spread her thighs, followed by more wild kicking and twisting. Gradually her movements lessened, yet half an hour. .Here I come...." And began to buck her hips, now moving in and out ofErica's mouth. "OH!!!"Wiping her lips, Erica said, "Now wasn't that more fun than just one?"smiling at Sandy."Definitely. But now that you've eaten, it's my turn for a snack." Sandyonce again picked up a squealing Erica and deposited her on the bed.Returning the favor didn't take long for Sandy, but made sure that Ericahit the top at least three times."Okay, we gotta stop. We'll end up in bed the whole day," Sandy. The cook now took hold of his cock and put three inches into Jean, he withdrew slowly and repeated this several times increasing the depth a little each time. Jean would catch her breath in anticipation of the next thrust until she had taken at least ten inches of the cook’s dick and there was still about four inches to go. I watched as his shaft glistened with Jean’s wetness and saw her pussy stretch to accommodate him. He withdrew and then plunged into her right up to his heavy balls, Jean. Let’s see this cinematic opus of yours.” “It’s outstanding, if I do say so myself,” Scott grinned, setting up the laptop in the middle of the kitchen table. It was amateur, for sure, but Scott was right; it was incredible. It was, I think, maybe the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, because it was every good part of our fuck session minus all the un-sexy details, like when I farted or when Dyl had to stop for a minute to take a piss break. The clumsiness when we developed cramps or when we switched.