As we kissed passionately, her boobs rubbed onto my chest making me want to fuck her even more. I slowly put my dick in her pussy.She let out a soft m...an as my dick went in her. I had picked her up and now moving her up and down. My arms soon got tired, so I sat on the closed commode. She was now sitting on my dick inside her pussy. She took some effort and was now going up and down on my cock.We both got in sync and fucked for about 15 minutes in that position. I wanted to fuck her under the. Paul and I were both watching transfixed as she expertly began to get herself off. "Now what do you want?" Paul taunted her. Like she had earlier. "Fuck me, please fuck me. I want you inside me again, I want to feel your dick pound into my pussy. Fill me with it. Then I want you to fill me with your cum again. Fuck me like a slut," Karen begged. Paul positioned himself between her legs and entered her again. He was lifting her off the bed as he again started to slam away. I could see his long. The fish on the end of his line suddenly shot out of the water and came sailing straight towards him. The massive magenta sailfish would have skewered him on its serrated sword like nose if Tina’s weight hadn’t pulled him down on top of her knocking the wind from both of their lungs at the same time. Behind them someone screamed. Chris rolled to his hands and knees and saw his fish stuck to the back of Junior’s seat. He didn’t need the visual that Mr. and Mrs. Carver were sharing to know what. It was a regular email greeting, Hi thanks for joining our site, edit your profile, upgrade your account etc etc. There was only two things wrong here, one I had never heard of a website called POF before, and two the name at the top of the page was Carli, the name of one of my best friends. Of course it was Carli, she had been driving me insane lately telling me I need to go out and meet someone. Apparently a friend who isn't in a relationship has to be miserable, so what's the better solution.