I slapped her ass hard as she galloped on me, my cock like a piston then put my finger in her asshole which made her bolt forward."Oh, my god,” she ...creamed, out of control, “Oh, man, yer such a dirty fucker!” she shouted, looking into my eyes. “Ah love how yer fucking me!” she shouted, amazing me that she could keep her Mary Jane voice.I could feel my sperm rising in me as she rocked harder and faster, my finger in her asshole causing her to ride me faster, then slow down, squirming around on. So, straddling his waist, she mounted his strong, stiff penis and slammed her hips down for all she was worth. A grunt of pleasure told her she was doing the right thing, and she began to bounce vigorously on the neighbour's pulsing member.Her big tits bounced crazily in his face, her wide hips gyrating as she took his cock for a ride. And what a ride it was, his own hips still sending that capable cock stabbing up into her soaking wet married pussy. She thrilled at the sensation of a powerful. Without a word he pulled off his black leather vest and slid his white t-shirt over his head. Underneath he was hairless and muscular, but covered with tatooes. Gary smiled and sank slowly to his knees in front of me. he touched the tip of my cock with his tongue, then circled it. I closed my eyes and moaned. He took the head in and started to suck it. Then he took more and more until he had all of me in his throat.His strong arms and big hands wrapped around my waist. One finger slide. He watched his gorgeous girlfriend prepare for the weekend away. It was all part of the bet. They bet on who could go the longest without sex, not even masturbation. Morgan had made the bet as a joke. If Bill won, she would do whatever he wanted for a whole weekend. If Morgan won, Bill had to promise alot of things. To be nicer to her friends (he was an asshole), and not put his hands all over her all the time. She liked his attention, but it bordered on obscene. Now she had lost the bet..