Dominic shot, up as a bag encircled his head. He heard someone to say keep sucking, but that could have been his imagination, he didn’t know. “You...motherfucker!” someone shouted. Sophie kept on sucking, deepthroating him, ramming his cock down the back of her throat, over and over and over. He loved a woman that could deep throat, and she was doing it so fast, it sent shivers down his spine, and bolts of pleasure coursed through him. He reached for the man’s hands holding the bag, sinking his. Then one story catches her eye, Café Au Lait, by some guy named Ping. I like coffee, she thought to herself, justifying what she was about to do. She clicked on the title and a black and white picture of a sexy, naked man holding a coffee cup over his genitals got an immediate reaction. She could only imagine what was behind his cup. Michelle must have been smiling more than she realized, because she felt tightness in her cheeks. That familiar tingling had also returned.A woman gets more today. Help me cum again."I stand up and reach down for her. I grab her under the arm pits and gently lift her to her feet. I spin her around and guide her down to the bed. She is laying there naked. I look down at her body and lick my lips. Even after cumming I'm still turned on by looking at her. "I've got it real bad," I think to myself I lower myself down to sit on the bed at her side. I take her hands and guide them up to the headboard of the bed. "Now don't let go," I tell her mock sternly.I. I stayed way back and watched untill they disappeared behind a conversion van. I made a wide arc so I could see down that row of vehicles. I saw my wife with her back against the van and Chuck was busy kissing her and playing with her tits. He worked her top up over her tits and began sucking her nipples while his right hand went under her short skirt. Then my wife pushed him away and she turned around and put her hands on the van, she offered up her ass to him. He flipped the small skirt up.