And each time I entered her, she gasped and moaned in pleasure. Stroke...stroke...stroke, then soft penetration."Oh...Matty, oh that's real good baby.....oh, just do it like that some more!" She moaned.I was eager to comply and pretty soon I'd managed to have her entire rear quarters well lubricated. Feeling it was time, I laid my overstimulated prick into the artificial Vagina I was to use and softly closed her butt cheeks upon it. I then began to slide my cock over her puckered little. She was obviously an expert at this as I watched her clench herself at the end of each upward stroke [click click]. I couldn’t believe what happened next as she moved upwards but without letting Mark’s cock leave her hole she moved herself round so that she was facing away from him and then sunk down again. I’d managed a couple of shots whilst she was doing this but a video camera is what was really needed to capture the beauty of the manoeuvre. She was now facing me and riding his cock. Recently Sarah's been feeling neglected from the lack of time and affection Tom been giving her .As time goes buy the pain grows along with a growing distance and of doubt ever since Sarah found text messages from other women in Toms cell. Tome denied any foul play , he told Sarah that they were business clients and Sarah should not worry. Tom finally made time for Sarah he surprised her with a candle light dinner at home with wine as they drank and danced Tom asked Sarah to put on her two. And talk about staying power! Of course, you hogged him last night." Yeah, I did. An engagement night shouldn't be shared. We made love. We talked. We made love and talked some more. We did a lot of talking, and this morning when I woke up, I was in his arms and realized my love for him had grown a lot overnight. It wasn't the lovemaking that made me love him more, either. It was the talking. Joe might be a hick from the sticks, but my cowboy has more good old-fashioned common sense than any.