Her soft hands held my tits, twisting my hardened nipples between her fingers.Our wet tongues danced in each other mouth, as we caressed our bodies.Sh... stripped off her skirt and blouse. Her eyes were in line with mine and she gazed a moment, touching me gently, exploring my body with her hands.I let my head fall back to enjoy the sensation of her wet, swirling tongue. "I want to be inside of your panties, Martha". I said into her ear…She took my hand, stood and walked me over to the big couch.. Wes notes Andre got his hair cut into a buzzed top and medium fade on the sides. Wes is now sporting a mischievous smile and chuckles to himself “This motherfucker… he looks like Blade without the widow’s peak. I can’t wait to tease the shit out of him about it.”The news is on the TV which Wes turns off with the remote he picked up amongst the several empty beer bottles scattered over the end table next to the couch and its sleeping resident. Wes has a concerned look on his face as Andre’s. Conjoined, we continued to copulate. Her ample breasts rippled as I bounced her into the cloth seats. Her face seemed enraptured. I loved the power I felt, being able to please her that much. Like a piston I pounded her, my cock relentlessly digging into her ravaged, trembling vagina. Her face twisted in a tighter expression as she began to orgasm. "Ahhghh! Ahhughhh!" she wailed. Then she seemed to hold her breath with her mouth open, her hips oscillating as if possessed, she clutched at me,. At the end of the night, there was a party in one room, which I went to along with Michelle, a girl that I had real affection for and had seen regularly over an extended period. She bumped into another TV called Marion, who was a little shorter than Michelle but looked lovely and the two clearly had a past.As well all three stood sipping our gins, Marion started to get hard and her red velvet skirt soon grew a bulge, which Michelle happily brushed with her hand. She turned Marion round to have.