He was rubbing his hands through her juices, massaging her clit and grazing over her whole. She wanted his fingers inside her so bad. When he felt s...e was ready he thrust them in and started fucking her. He moved harder and faster as her tension built. She was lost in the euphoria of it all. Her moans so loud it may have been heard by neighbors. Sweet release as a squirt juices came flying out all over the sheet. Measured a puddle as big as a dinner plate. Then he held her, breathing. " My slacks slid down my hips and my fingers plunged inside of my pussy. "Think of him fucking me, then suddenly switching and fucking you." A strangled gasp from the other end of the phone told me she was indeed imagining it."Think of him slamming that big cock in you. Hard and deep. You can't talk because I'm sitting on your face. Your pussy is filled and you're filling mine with your tongue. You're trying to scream, to beg him to hammer you but you can't because you mouth in closed onto my. Nor would she bring them up with Dave if she could help it. She had spoken to him about them before, during a particularly alcohol-fuelled release of sexual energy one evening. He wasn't unaware of them but they were adults now and Brittany was going to act the part. They were married at nineteen and had all the appearance of domestic bliss right down to the white picket fence surrounding their three-bedroom, weatherboard home.Dave worked for his father who owned his own stone mason business. It started something deep inside him, and his whole body began to squeeze. He caught his breath as a wave of pleasure swept through him, bursting through his cock in wave after wave.Ingrid made a noise, and her pussy rhythmically squeezed him, trying to milk more come out of him. Finally they slumped together, breathing hard and grinning foolishly at each other."Kegel exercises, eh? I can't believe how tight your pussy got when you came." I think it makes the guy feel bigger, though not all.