So I did.I sat in one room, whilst they were in the other. All that seperated us was six feet of space, a thin wall and a frosted glass door.They did...'t waste any time. At first they tried to be discreet, but she was always very enthusiastic during sex. I'd heard them before, of course. But it had been different then, I'd been fucking my girlfriend in the next room. This time I was on my own.As the noise from the next room got louder, I started to turn the volume down on the TV. He was. The creature screeched as his wings flapped furiously to pull us higher and higher into the air.My mind racked to remember my training. I had studied fighting most monsters. Wyverns preferred to snatch their prey and fly high before dropping them. When they couldn't drop them, they would sting them with a powerful, paralyzing venom contained in a scorpion-like tail. The wyvern was clearly going with his preferred method of hunting.The dark ground fell farther and farther away. My stomach. Enjoying the fucking and enjoying being watched with her man.Gary’s rhythm and Rita’s started to increase. Graham could see Garry’s arse start to move faster as he pumped his stiff cock into Rita. Graham snapped these.Rita moved her red booted legs around Gary’s buttocks and pulled him into her when he thrust.Graham waned to get some closer pictures of this – especially those boots in action. He jumped down from the mini-bar and positioned himself behind Gary. He framed Gary’s arse as it pumped. Now I was left with a moral quandary: what to do now. Needless to say, I did what any respectful gentleman would have done: switched ends and skewered Marianne. This time I may have been in over my head, because juices from two different cunts plus my own cum were more than my cock could handle. Marianne’s cunt got flooded early and often, and within minutes Christy was a total mess, as I was pumping my own jock juice out of Marianne’s overflowing pussy and onto Christy’s face. Marianne was.