"Wow, you two make the perfect combo too, I'm fucking stunned. I'm crying now," Tara sobbed, grabbing onto my flesh down there.As I heard that, I brou...ht my hands back to Danica's butt and did the same. With Tara's words, it filled me with hope once again because I knew the sensual love spread even further to make those words come out.It suddenly made me want to suck as hard as I could on those sweet lips. I heard her sobbing a bit more, but I knew they were good tears. I let my tongue slather. About Lisa and about the breakup. About how they felt for each other and how they both felt it last semester but both had been scared to admit. But they also talked about other things, just as they used to before. Movies, books, food, travel, dreams, adventures…and how annoying they both had found Georgia last semester and – ‘No she hasn’t changed this semester at all!’ The only thing that didn’t come up in the conversation was Joe. Sal didn’t purposely fail to talk about him, he just didn’t. Once he's fully inside, James started to pump my wife slowly and sensually for the next half hour, making her cum several more times. After which, he helped her up and fucked her from behind for another half hour more before finally cumming again.Having satisfied his sexual appetite, James and my wife rested in the back seat while I drove off. Dropping James home first, I asked my wife later if she would like to try it again sometime in the future to which she readily agreed. After our first. "Sahara's hands directed Ashley off Mr. Driller's lap and onto the floor where she knelt over Michelle's waiting tongue."I'm going to play with your ass, Ashley," Sahara cooed. "Why don't you get Mr. Driller started?"Ashley's tiny fingers pulled at Derrick's zipper. She tugged it downward but couldn't fish his hard cock out until she unbutton the top."Oh, Christ," Sahara muttered. "Look at that fucking thing. Michelle, he must have six or seven inches on Jason. Mr. Driller's cock is.