" And now she waggled her pussy from side to side. That was nice but it didn't do anything for me.I was hard, but not the kind of useful-for-sex hard....I was piss-hard. Becky shifted forward and was leaning on me. More precisely, she was leaning on my bladder. If she kept that up, I was gonna hose down the inside of her pussy, and we'd both feel like hell about it. Well, to be honest, I might kinda like it, but SHE would be pissed off - as well as pissed on and pissed IN.I moved my hands to her. I said “Wumf Umfl argh wwwff.” But there was no reply,only the sound of the door opening and closing. Icouldn’t understand what Tom was up to but I just layhere revelling in the after glow of a good fucking. Then I heard the door again, then hands on my hips, acock entering my pussy but his time it was a fast andfurious fuck. It got me going but I didn’t reach aclimax. The cock shot its hot spunk into me, thenwithdrew. Then another set of hands, another cockentering my. I was very light headed, but was in total bliss from the most frantic and bind blowing climax of my life to date. Once my head had come back from cloud 9, I pulled the sheets back off and got out of bed. I staggered around to find my clothes and dressed myself very clumsily. I turned around to see Sophie laying there, eyes closed but her head was looking in my direction. I went to the door to just leave but then decided to go back. I walked to the bed and leaned over, stroking her mousy brown. She pushed herself back into me, my cock sliding between her butt cheeks. Pressing in a bit, I was wrapped in warmth as she stood on her toes and came down a few times, stroking me. My hands slid down from her breasts and around her. I took a step back and let my hands slowly stroke her back and drift down, pushing her forward, bending her over the sink. My hand came to the small of her back. Last night I had discovered that she loved when I stroked there just above her ass. I used my palms to.