The sounds we both made were the same, in perfect unison. I loved her weight on me and the feeling of her body engulfing mine and then she came down o... me, her bare breasts to my chest, and her mouth on mine. We fed off eachother. In my life, I'd never craved anyone more and it was already better than the fantasy. She was making love to me, and she was fucking me into oblivion, both at the same time. We kissed and moaned and breathed life into eachother's mouths. And then she came, and it. "You won, darling! You won!"Arlene and Ron were already kissing passionately, and Ron's fingers were climbing beneath the brunette's short skirt, rising toward the willing pit of her hidden pussy.In spite of the fact that they were not alone, Tim couldn't help feeling the general air of sensuality in the room, and his dormant penis grew harder by the second. His wife's voluptuously rounded breasts were soft and naked in his fingers and he longed to touch her cream-white body all over. Yet they. Her lips traveled back and forth along the lengthof my saliva-glistening cock."Ooohhh!" I moaned.Her fingers curled tightly, making a firm fist around the lower portionof my penis. She stroked the taut flesh up and down on the stiff-standing member as she licked and kissed and sucked its purple planswith her lips and mouth."Aaahhh!" I groaned.After a few more pumping strokes of her fist, she removed her hand fromthe shaft of my cock and, using only her mouth, fucked me fast and hard,driving the. After a time, the same voice, which told him he was dreaming, made him believe he was sleeping his life away in a coma, and consciousness would never again come.But consciousness did come ... slowly, jerkily, and with the greatsensation of cold. But it was not only the physical sensation of cold he felt, but the mental sensation that something was not right. He ran his hands over his half frozen naked body, as much to warm himself as in the exploratory confirmation that his body felt odd..