I bite my tongue to avoid screaming but I can't stop from whimpering aloud. When I feel your palm on my bottom again, I am almost relieved but it's sh...rt because you spank me hard... raining tight and meant to hurt slaps. I am unashamedly crying now. You pull me up and turn me around towards you. I can barely stand. "Hope that felt good... as much as it felt for me." "Please, drop it... let's get out of here... or let me go... I am sorry." "No, you are not sorry... and I am not done with you.. Then knelt down . . . between my open knees. She didn't waste any time. She reached out and took hold of my cock with one hand and leaned toward me. Her soft lips touched the tip of my cock. It throbbed. She looked up at me and smiled. Then staring into my eyes, her lips parted and her head moved downward. The end of my cock slipped between her pink lips . . . and into her mouth. She paused with just the tip inside. I could feel her tongue circle the head. Then she pulled back . . . releasing. Wynn pushed as deep as he could, pressing her clitoris as she had done for herself before. The strokes got sorter and quicker. Wynn’s breathing got shorter and quicker. Finally, he took one deep breath, bellowed out and pulsed out, filling Marcy’s ears and womb with his virility. Wynn recovered swaddled in Marcy’s soft limbs and laying on her warm body. The fire was a heap of glowing red embers. Marcy stirred and Wynn extricated himself from his comfy cradle. Wearily, the paramours dragged to. Feeling a little guilty I thought I should pull Danny away from the window, but I too was unable to tear my eyes away from the lurid spectacle before me. As I stared wide eyed at my sexy little friend devour Steve’s hard cock with her mouth I could tell by the look on his face that he was getting close. Only a little over a month ago I had seen that glazed expression just before he had cum inside me. Suddenly his hips began to thrust and his eyes clamped shut as he clutched her head forcing her.