We both sighed when my mostly hard cock ended up between the girl's thighs."I already became a cocksucker tonight. You can put it in me if you want. M... mom said it would be OK." I don't remember her saying anything of the sort," I countered. Despite having already cum three times, Samantha's offer was tempting. My cock was now hard enough that my shaft was pressed against the slit of her pussy. It would feel really good to stick it inside the girl, even for just a little while. My better. I went faster and faster, deeper and deeper, making crude wet slapping sounds against my ravaged pussy. At some point as my orgasm began to grow, I began moaning. I couldn't control it if I tried and when my pussy spasmed around my fingers I let out a high keening sound as my teeth clenched together. I came so hard that I was seeing spots swimming before my eyes but what impressed me, even more, was the fact that this was possibly the wettest orgasm I had ever had. My hand was soaked, my legs. I lifted my head to say something and stopped as I saw Ron staring down at me. I froze for a few seconds and that was time enough for Ron to quietly whisper, “Lisa, you are really beautiful.”I know I’m not too bad. I was five foot seven, I was slim, my face was all right and I had begun to develop some nice curves. Still, I don’t think a boy - or any non-relative - had ever called me beautiful. I felt myself freeze and my breath catch slightly as Ron continued to stare. And still longer as his. She closed her eyes, and thought about the lads. Her deceased husband was very well endowed, and she knew that Jeffrey inherited a rather large cock from his father, and she imagined fucking her son, also. Sara slid the vibrator against her wet swollen clit, and moaned as she climaxed again. Sara fell to sleep, dreaming about the houseful of college boys. Sara awoke a couple of hours later, and could hear the boys still watching the game. Her pussy ached, and she really needed fucked badly..