So things were getting really routine and regular that she, at times, used to call me to her house when her parents are away from home and i started f...cking her in her house itself. Whenever we didn’t get privacy at her house we used to fuck each other in the 5 star hotels in the city. In the month of february 2008, on one particular dry day, it was really boring at home and i was thought of doing some surfing in the net. So i went to an internet center and started chatting in yahoo messenger.. Jason groaned, picking up his pace. Youre so tight, Cheyenne. He squeezed his eyes shut and lowered himself onto his elbows. His strokes became shorter, so he reached down to rub her clit while he moved in and out of her. Oh thats it right there. Cheyenne gasped, surprised by how much pleasure he brought her. Please? *gasp* Harder? Jason then felt a stir in his balls. He was going to cum soon. He pinned her arms on both sides and held her down so he can fuck her faster. Thrusting with all his. There was an explosion of color as I clamped my eyes shut. My inner muscles clutched and spasmed around Kevin’s dick. Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard screaming, slowly I realized it was me. With one final thrust Kevin’s body quaked beneath mine and he emptied his load deep into me. I collapsed onto his chest, both of us breathing hard. I moved so that Kevin’s softening cock slipped out of my body. I felt Scott’s hands on my hips lifting me back onto my knees. His fingers began probing. I hear her moan. Her pussy is dripping wet, and I know that only a little more manipulation may make her climax. I pull my fingers out and tease her clitoris, and rub it one way and then another. I know she’s loving this, simply from how she sounds. I also remove my fingers from her love tunnel entirely, and spend a few minutes teasing her inner thighs, while entering an erogenous zone that direct manipulation will always miss. She sighs as if she’s with the lover of this lifetime. She has.