For the present she was very happy. Larry was celebratinghaving Rhonda near him every day. The companionship and the sex were newto him and she had be...ome very important in his life. He felt like theconquering hero. They celebrated a little too much and went straight tosleep when they got home.Sunday morning Rhonda made breakfast as usual. Larry got up and came tothe kitchen a little later. While they were finishing off scrambled eggsand toast Rhonda casually asked Larry if he would mind. Please Sylar . . . uhhh . . .’ I managed to mumble words in moans. ‘Umm . . . say it. Tell me that you want it.’ He groaned and stopped his fingers all together. I was panting, I couldn’t get my words past my lips. He kissed me hard, pressing his fingers against the walls of my tight wet passage and growled out, ‘Say it!’ Moaning, I stuttered out, ‘Please take me higher . . .’ I paused to lick my lips, wanting to say it. ‘Make me cum.’ Groaning he piston his fingers in and out of me, making. Srah had sort of a ticklish cunt, but she didn't seem to mind at all. She only fucked me harder and faster until her cock began to pulse deep in my ass.She didn't cum like a human either. She didn't ejaculate wildly, but filled me with slow, deliberate spurts measured against the rhythmic clasping of her eager vagina. Her pussy, especially the mouth of her sex, would contract sharply when she started cumming and I loved Srah's orgasms because they seemed to last forever and it felt like a. It was an awesome experience. I told him next time he could cum on my face, which would be just another step before me being able to take a load in my mouth. Later while we were chatting online, he said we were going to lose the house as a meeting spot as the builder had secured a new construction loan. Good for the lesbian couple, but bad for us. We were left with the same problem, i.e. a suitable meeting place. Then he surprised me by telling me that he had been participating in some group.