She suddenly stiffened, arched her back, pushed forward against me and cried out a loud wordless cry. At the same time her fingers stiffened on my coc... and the added pressure gave me my release and cum began spurting onto the side of her leg and back across her ass. Her eyes were closed but almost as if in a trance, she was still milking my cock slowly. Finally, I moved her hand from my cock as it became tender to the touch and just held her close until she came down from her own orgasm.We sat. "I'm getting off on this too, darling," put my mind at ease.We tried a reversal of sorts where I picked up another woman to join us, but I could see the shift in Cherrie from the start. The woman was in her late twenties at most, about ten years younger than Cherrie. She was at least a cup-size bigger in the chest than my wife, large surgically perfect breasts that dwarfed Cherrie's little handfuls. Even though I didn't think she was any sexier than my girl, our third party saw Cherrie's. ..She opened her eyes, and they locked with Damon's.''I want you in me... now...'' she whispered.The last rays of the Caribbean sunset were disappearing under the skyline as Christine spread her legs for Damon, opening her slit for him. He kissed her, and saw consent in her eyes. Needing no more encouragement, Damon climbed on top of her. Her buttocks rested on the sand as he lined his rod up with Christine's pussy.Thrusting gently with his hips, he felt her tiny opening stretch around the. She saw a curious squirrel, too big for its species, watching with apparent glee. She felt like crying because there was no one who would help her. Then the cock entered her from behind. Its grinning pink and purple head tore right through her cargo pants, and her lace panties posterior and took her cunt from an impossible angle. She felt giant balls slamming ferociously against her buttocks. She cried out from a mixture of pain and pleasure, although the latter was quickly gaining the upper.