As she got use to me inside her, her movement gained speed and force. After a few minutes she was bouncing up and down on my penis. I thrusted my hips...upward and tried to keep pace. She began to orgasm again, her vagina tightened even more around my penis. I stopped thrusting and allowed her to calm before I rolled us over, so I was on top.I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and bent them back. I began to thrust in and out of her vagina like a well oiled piston. Our bodies slapped together, she. Laura liked this and went off with Rachel into the house. Knowing that the surprise was a matching lace thong for her and Rachel, I figured the night was going to now get really interesting. As Terry and I kicked back by the fire, about fifteen minutes went by, then that turned into about thirty minutes. I knew how women are when dressing, but I knew they were up to something. Next thing I know, I see them walk by the den windows, naked, headed to the bedroom. All I could do was smile. Terry. ”“Wow, you actually said ‘pussy’,” Sarah giggled, poking a little fun at her shy sibling, and then she said, “Yes I have licked my fingers after masturbating, and strictly for comparison purposes, pussy juice tastes much better than a guy’s jizz.”“Well I wouldn’t know since I’ve never tasted either,” Steve replied.Suddenly a nervous smile came across Sarah’s face, and as she looked into her brother’s eyes she said, “Steve, would you like to find out what pussy tastes like?”Steve was taken aback. Laura wasn’t so relaxed. She sat astride me and wiggled a little, before resting her chin on her hands on my chest.“You can’t go to sleep.”“With your fat arse on my cock? Impossible.”“Fat?” she bounced up and then down and I could feel myself stir. Apparently so could she, “Someone likes my ‘fat’ arse.”“Well, why don’t you two go and have a good time and let me have a nap.”So began the tickling. She dug her fingers into my ribs, “You know if I do, you’re not getting it back.”“You know if you.