Lauren looked across to see the beads of sweat on his forehead, his fingers nervously toying with his hymn sheet. His features were bland, almost boyi...h, although he had a great shock of black hair that had apparently been combed once in his life and had never recovered, for it fell over his forehead in a tangle towards his eyes. His morning suit, however, was top quality, and even if it had been hired for the day, it was certainly an expensive looking outfit. Too bad, thought Lauren, that the. Debbie then climbed up onto my cock and started riding gently while kissing me and the feeling of myself deep inside her tight elastic and hot wet cunt nearly drove me mad ! We started fucking faster but her strokes weren't so deep and I felt her shudder and groan twice in that position before she lay on he back with me over her but also not allowing me to fuck he too deep and to push my knob up toward her belly button. I did this an all of a sudden she squeaked and some kind of clear liquid. The only thing John can hear is short, low moans and Leanne trying to catch a breath in between the waves of pleasure crashing over her. John is unsure whether he should stop or not, but decides to keep going, seeing as she is still coming. He does slow down considerably however, and stops when she finally stops shaking and resume breathing regularly, albeit very quickly.Her legs relax, and they open up. Her grip on his head also eases off. John slowly gets up, breathing loudly, more exhausted. I close the rear passenger door as he climbs further into the back seat and turns her face down, suddenly his fat face pops up at the other side, 'Wont be a minute dear', he says, 'Just making sure she wont be sick', and he ducks back down, to my echoes, 'Take your time driver, I am in no hurry.'I have my hand on the roof as the car starts to bounce gently, the rhythmic motion clearly indicating he is fucking her, so I walk around the car to be met with his fat white bum bouncing up and down on.