I was matching him thrust for thrust. Our moans filled the room. My body was going crazy with sensation, as his hands slid over every inch of me. I co...tinued working my fingers through his hair, tugging slightly when I wanted it harder or faster. His one hand gripped my ass, fingernails digging into me as his other hand tugged on my hair; two of my favorite things. In one quick motion he had pulled out of me and flipped me around on my stomach bringing my ass up to meet his waiting cock and he. And usually it just wasn't. Trouble is, even the best ones – what people call the classics – had that problem of trying to build pretty feeble story lines around sex scenes, and that just added to the fast forwarding thing. People who watch porn just want to see the sex, but what they get to see is repetition. Doesn't matter who's banging who, the bits look the same. And let's be honest, one minute of watching some guy's cock going in and out tells you just as much as twenty minutes of it.. When she reached a nipple, Kayla shuddered. Another path was traced slowly over her stomach and up, as Ian joined in, and then another from the bottom of her foot that snaked slowly up to her thighs as Lucas started. Scott then approached, and teasingly placed his vibrator on the very top of her pussy lips, where it acted as a reminder of what she could feel if only he would delve down between the folds. Kayla moaned and bucked her hips up, inviting him to continue. He slid the vibrator down. I pulled her legs further up, making her to lie in a frog position. The whole length of my meat was in her love tunnel and I was grinding my cock in her pussy, touching all the right spots in the inner walls of her love canal. Her eyes were fully open and she was hopping her hips up and down ferociously. I felt her pussy spasm around the crest of my balls and penis and she shook her body violently. She twisted her legs around my ass and curled her toes. ‘ PLEASE!!! FUCK MEE!!! MY PUSSY’S ACHING.