Both girls stared, wide-eyed at the sex going on right in front of them. It made their cunnies wet. It made them want to finger their pussies. Both gi...ls spritzed in their panties. Just then Mr. Rollins yelled “Oh yeah, you sweet fuck. Here it is ... baby batter for my lover!“He slammed all the way in one last time and his butt wiggled and clenched as Ms. Simpson hollered that she could feel him squirting in her. He stayed stock still until all his cum had emptied into her and then he stood up.. As she lowered herself down, her fingers pulled the wet fleshy lips apart and eased the head of my cock into the entrance to her sweet pussy. The rim of my cock brushed her swollen clit and she gushed creamy juices over my cock. I could feel the hot cream oozing down my length and wetting my tight ball sac. Reaching up a little I closed my fingers around her breasts, pinching the hard nipples between my fingers and thumbs. Joanna closed her eyes and whimpered a little as she felt my cock edging. I dried myself off and entered my bedroom with its king-sized bed. I removed the duvet and put it to one side on the floor. The bed now looked like a platform, or a stage. It looked like it had a purpose other than for sleeping in.Checking the time I had maybe 20 minutes till he was due. I lay on my back thinking about what I was about to do - meet a total stranger off the internet for some rough anonymous sex. Instead of the wariness I should have felt I found myself really turned on. My. Our suite had one wall made completely of glass. Beyond that glass wall was the Atlantic Ocean, with the full moon resting atop of it. The balcony door was cracked so we could feel the slight ocean breeze and hear the steady crash of the waves. Everything about this view, this suit, this night.. was perfect. To me, it felt almost like we were in a dream. We were standing together, his arm around my shoulders and my hands holding his, taking in the view and feeling the electric sparks of romance.