I hugged him tightly to me, a feeling of never wanting to let go of this man. I didn’t let him go, not for a while. He stayed inside me, slowly soft...ning. But, in the meantime, he whispered into my ear; making me blush by describing the feeling of being inside me, my wetness, the heat he felt, and the way my pussy clenched around him; he made me giggle as his fingers moved slowly up my side; but, mostly, he held me like I held him.When he moved, he instructed me to get into position. Position?. Their feelings about each other were so mixed and complex, and yet their physical desire had quickly become so hot and urgent, that they surely weren't going to have a few quick orgasms and say goodnight.Rhonda had a huge bed, a "California king," they were called, and just the sight of it excited Laura. Rhonda closed the door behind them, as Laura always did in her own bedroom, and came up behind Laura, unfastening Laura's bra clasp. She slid the straps down Laura's arms and let the bra fall. There and there again and there again as the two ladies tug and pull and tap and rub the tips of my teats and clitoris.?Then they bring me down but only eventually. Very slowly, the orgasms becoming less and less intense. Moving their fingers to the outer edges of the tips, and then to the sides until they are once again only feeding the thrummings and the throbs. Slowly, rubbing and tugging and rubbing. Orgasms slowly fading back. Squirts of juices into the tube becoming less and less.. I tucked my face in towards her long pale neck and let my hot breath fall behind her ear and raise the little hairs there…I grabbed her tits hard and squeezed at them. Again in a forced voice she murmured “fuck me, please.” In sort of a flash she was undressing herself and headed down towards the plush living room rug. Her eyes were not looking at me, but locked on my pistol almost as if it excited her. I kicked off my clothes and pushed down beside her, again I could smell how wet she was,.