She began moaning louder so I placed my hand over her mouth and continued pounding in tight wet pussy. I could feel her tongue sliding against my hand...while I covered her mouth. I slipped a finger inside of her mouth and gave her something to suck on while I opened her pussy up. She gladly sucked and teased my finger with her tongue making me speed up my thrust as I got hornier. Her plump ass clapped against my pelvis and her juices ran down my balls. I know she felt every vein in my thick cock. I laid there and kept looking at the picture of his thick cock. I couldn't believe how big it was. My mouth watered with the memory of it being in my mouth. My nipples pebbled remembering how his hands had pulled on them. They ached to be touched by him again. It was my pussy that missed him the most. It felt empty and yearned to be filled again with his fat cock. I don't know why I didn't respond to him. It nagged me all week as I tried to push him from my mind. But each night I would pull up. We managed to get to my bedroom and were both pretty worked up. I went to work on her pussy with my tongue and fingers but she was already dripping wet, when I pulled my fingers out of her, my hand was covered in her juices. Before I had a chance to grab a condom, she got on top of me, whispered it's okay I'm on the pill and slid herself onto my raging hard cock before I could think of a reason to not have unprotected sex. As soon as I felt the inside of her vagina with my cock, no rubber,. This is Weena. And this is Patrick." That's a lovely frock," said Weena. Alice was wearing a light blue-grey dress; Martha was wearing a sort of rose-yellow."Thank you," they both said."Gordy, could you take Patrick for a bit? I'd like to talk to Alice and Martha. Girl talk." I took him, he was still babbling. Weena looked at the ladies. "Come with me."WeenaI took the girls into mum's parlour. I'm not sure why I call them girls — they're most likely only three or four years younger than I.