Sensing the onset of growth behind her, she starts to caress me. My breaths became more frequent with every touch of her palm against my skin. My hand...filled with the nurturing mass of her bosom, while my tool stiffens towards her treasures nestled between her cheeks. My mind began to loose its focus as passion takes it toll. I could feel her wetness as my manhood grew closer to her pleasures. The sweet aroma of woman filled the room, as her sensuality consumed me. Having nothing left to resist. I hold my red lips closed so that I can swallow every drop of his nectar. When I have tasted and swallowed his whole load, Lola hands forced my face so far down over his still hard and erect cock that my lips touched his pubic landing patch. Holding me down over his boner, she used my throat to milk him dry.[The caption below is under a close up of me kneeling in front of his boner, holding his delicious erection in my mouth. I have lifted his satin slip so that I was face to panty with him,. The smell of steamy sex permeated the air. Now that I had come a gallon, I was to be the voyeur and watch my best friend of many years pleasure my wife. I tapped Greg on the shoulder and asked him if he was ready for the condom and he said no and he proceeded to mount her again missionary style. I stood there and started stroking my spent cock as I watched. She kept coming over and over and between the times I heard and saw her convulsions and the times I think she hid the orgasms I had lost. "Nicholas, please."I refocused on the man in front of me. He was older than me, yet as he was splayed before me I suddenly felt so much control. His form was completely bare and I was mesmerized by his every freckle. His long tanned arms were behind his head, causing his bulging muscles to flex. His eyes screamed, sexual frustration as his swollen lips stared at me. A shiver flew down my spine as it dawned on me, they were so red and puffy because just moments later they had been abused by my.