When the song finished, we moved back to the couch. The three of us chatted for several minutes about the party, the hostess, and some of the guests t...at we knew. Rick’s hand was at the small of my back, and Sue had her hands kind of wrapped around my right arm, leaning close and brushing her breasts against me repeatedly. ‘Let’s get out of here,’ Sue suggested. ‘We can go back to my place.’ ‘Sure, that sounds good,’ I agreed, standing up and grabbing Rick’s hand, pulling him up off the couch.. “TOO late”, I said as my cum boiled up. I growled loudly and exploded into her. The hot cum splashing against her unprotected uterus making her cum again. Her cunt tightened its grip on my cock as she came and squeezed every last drop of baby juice into her womb. Exhausted, I lay on top of her till my cock softened and slipped out of her. I rolled off her. She was too tired to close her legs. Our cum seeped out and onto the rug.I got up and looked down at her. She looked up and smiled. . Susan and I met while working on a political campaign aimed at changing the world. 1968 was a year of major conflict and the one saving grace of the year was when I met Susan. It was a mutual immediate attraction. She was stunning in every sense of the word. A striking brunette with large eyes and huge tits with an infectious smile, I was immediately smitten with her. I did and still do have a thing for women with large tits and Susan’s were perfect for her frame. I volunteered to knock on. She began to tense up, grabbing at the lounger, sticking her ass even further up in the air for uncle Steve to get deeper into her pussy. Uncle Steve let go of Vanessa’s hair, and grabbed her hips. Slamming into her pussy, and pulling her hips back at the same time. She let out a moan, and she came again. Shuddering and shaking with pleasure.I was amazed at how such a large cock could even fit inside her, and with so much force. And it did not seem to be hurting Vanessa. She was clearly.