My knees couldn’t take it and I fell onto my stomach letting me legs slip apart allowing him greater entrance to fill my pussy. I begged him to go f...ster when I could feel his cock throbbing in my pussy. “I’m gonna cum!” he said. I begged him to cum in me and fill me up. He moaned and shot his load filling my pussy with a warm sensation. It was amazing. I could feel it dripping out of my pussy onto my sl**ping bag that covered the ground. His weight fell onto me and thrust a couple of more. She felt the biker who was fucking herquicken his pace and his crotch made loud slapping sounds as he slammedagainst her thighs and buttocks, Michele fucked him back, timing herthrusts to meet his; the cock in her mouth increased its tempo sliding inand out of her painted mouth faster and faster as she sucked and slaveredat the slick throbbing meat. The cock in her hand started to quiver andconvulse and she grasped the slimy organ as hard as she could and wankedit furiously.Michele. John then led the way down the beautifully outfitted cherrywood paneling and soft Persian style carpeting of the car’s hallway into the rear round-ended observation lounge that served as their living room. Seated around the room were George and Jill on the couch, cuddled together, and Gretel on one of the old-fashioned seats. Brenda had decided to go back to Salt Lake City some days earlier; she had recovered from the emotional stress of what had happened, and she wasn’t really party to these. ”“Then open the door before I do it right here!”She quickly opened the door again and we entered the semi-dark room. I put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door and locked it. Then when I turned around, Emilie was already knelt down, ready to give me a blowjob.She quickly got my pants and boxers down, licked my nine-inch cock a few times, then pushed most of it into her mouth.I groaned as I took her gorgeous head in both hands and started to fuck her mouth. She gagged slightly when I pushed too.