She felt so safe and secure in Bob’s arms and when he caressed her like he was doing, she couldn’t help but get turned on. Her breathing started ...etting erratic and her kissing more passionate. She hoped he would take her soon, because she needed the release.Bob did not disappoint and turned her over on her back, never taking his mouth off of hers. His hands then began feeling her tits and shoulders. He removed his mouth from hers, looking deeply in her eyes, and moved down to her breasts. . He was also in his pyjamas. I stretched out a hand and allowed it to glide over the distinct bump in his shorts, just about visible in the semi-dark.It was his time to groan. I pulled the leg of his shorts up, over the twitching bulge, freeing his cock. It popped out, as if spring loaded. Eagerly I wrapped my fingers it and began to slide my hand up and down the full length. It was bigger than I remembered. As my palm moved up his meaty pole and over the rim of his shiny tip, I felt a massive. “Oh, John that feels good. Go all the way in.” Mary put her face into Mack’s groin and raised her ass so John could penetrate deeper. She moaned as John touched bottom. It was difficult to concentrate on Mack with John inside her from behind like this. John pressed deep and took long strokes to move his cock over her G-spot. He was hitting it.“John,” moaned Mary as she popped Mack’s cock out of her mouth, “Oh, god, this is so good. Woolly Bully, John. Don’t stop. Woolly Bully, so. I was intently watching those of her fingers working the magic and desperately wanted to bury my face, lips and the mouth in her wet snatch, making my tongue to freely meander in there. I knew Michele very well and anything against her will or without her permission could suddenly end it all; I was sure. I heard her moaning very loud as she really let it out and looked up in her blank glassy eyes to see them overly joyed and delighted.She was in the middle of a powerful orgasm. I swear; I could.