Her pussy clenched tight around his fingers, hips and body arching towards the sky. He continued to lick slowly as her orgasm receded and her brain re...urned to her body.Sophie propped herself up on her elbows, seeing Mark sat back on his knees with a satisfied smile. She sat, leant forward and kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. A quick glance confirmed he was hard, and her mouth watered at the thought of taking her turn to dole out the pleasure. She moved her kisses to his chin, across. This all in spite of the fact that we have both known that we would like to caress each other…and much more.”I held her breast in my cupped hand as if it were the most valuable treasure in the world. As so often my cock was rock hard. Suddenly I felt Sue’s hand on my tool. I unbuttoned a few buttons in her blouse. She massaged my prick softly. I let my hand go under her blouse and took hold of the earlier presented breast. I took hold of her nipple and squeezed it lightly. “That feels gorgeous”. Everyone else in the room is oblivious. But I know. I’m wet. I’m waiting. I can hardly wait.My husband. His friend. Both wanting me, and me wanting them. The night gets late and people start to leave. Finally, we are alone. I’m told I haven't been a good hostess. I’m grabbed by my hair, and my mouth is pushed onto our final guest’s hard cock. My hands are held behind my back.I suck, I lick, my mouth is watering…He’s moaning and pushing his cock towards the back of my throat. I open my mouth. Whore! Ahhhhh Juulieeeee!” And before my watching eyes, Peter began to cum. His buttocks clenched and unclenched uncontrollably, driving his cock the last few millimetres into Julie’s vagina, lifting her bodily upwards on his strong, virile erection. Julie’s fingers dug hard into her lover’s shoulders and her teeth bit into his neck as she came one last time, her body shaking in his arms as he filled her young vagina with semen; semen from a man she hadn’t even met a few hours ago. Peter’s.