Hearing those words was all the encouragement that Maz needed. She renewed her efforts and stroked her clit even faster and harder, while her friend w...tched, continuing to stroke her own swollen pussy lips. Maz’s cunt tingled like it hadn’t in a long, long time, as she felt an extremely powerful orgasm surge through her core. “Shite, fuck, I’m coming!“ She grunted in her Scottish brogue, as the final spasms went through her body. Maz slumped on the toilet seat and slowly pulled her hand out. I don’t either!’ She smiled, and this made Ben smile. She asked, ‘Do you want to go?’ Ben regarded her closely. ‘You know I don’t,’ he said. After a moment he asked, ‘How did you know I’d say yes?’ The lust came back into Karen’s eyes. ‘The way you watched those girls at the club. The way you watched everyone.’ She ran the tips of her fingers over Ben’s face, gently, lovingly. Ben softly cupped Karen’s breast in his palm. He leaned in to kiss her. At that moment, the couples returned. ‘Oh no. Gina and I got married our sophomore year of college and over the years I’ve come to know her completely. She had intercourse twice before we married and it was so awkward to hear her tell it, it might not even be considered sex, and there was never a mention of a huge cock. Still, my fantasy and hormones kept convincing me that the same coincidences may never fall in line in such a way ever again and that if I didn’t go with it, then I’d forever wonder. I absolutely convinced myself I had to. His lips sent a small electric current through hers as if she touched the poles of a battery with her tongue. He took her arm and led her into the Breakwater, a bar and restaurant overlooking the ocean. He guided her to a back booth, seated her and then slid in beside her.A pretty waitress came for their drink order. He ordered a Michelob draft. She surprised herself by asking for the same. She had not had a beer in at least fifteen years, but it sounded right. When the waitress left, he.