After a little bit of rubbing, she leans forward and lightly kissed my head, but keeps hers head down. I remember watching and reading about girls kis...ing the head of a dick and thought it was childish and pointless. But that little peck was the most erotic thing done to me. Until she extended her tongue to the base of my dick and licked all the way to the top, flicked my head, then lowered her mouth down half of my (7 inch) dick. With a deep breath, I closed my eyes tight, rolled my head back. Her abdominal and vaginal muscles were threatening to cramp from the sustained workout they had been through. She spread her legs and bent over to look at her sore, swollen pussy. It was still engorged with blood and her labia were still hanging open. She watched as a sticky glob of white slid from her and dropped in to the toilet bowl with a plop. Another followed the first. Then a stream, and finally a flood of dog cum poured out of her. She'd never seen so much cum before. She thought there. More if they were there." Shit, what is she? A machine." Accommodating, I think is the word."We drove on in silence. I was trying to digest what Steve had said. I had been ganged up on and used for gratification, and I hated it. Now I would meet someone who liked it. Perhaps there was a difference. What I'd experienced was done to humiliate me. Was there another way to have multiple partners? A way that was caring. From my experience, the answer had to be no.We pulled up in front of a house. Misty wasn’t one of those. Her pussy was immaculately tight, but also welcoming as he ran the entire thing in with one push. Misty’s pussy was as hot as lava and gripped him as if it wouldn’t let go. She yelped and moaned as he pushed the last inch inside. She was panting. “Fuck me hard!” Her voice was throaty and rough. Charles was more than willing to fulfill her wish. He pulled his hips back, positioned his hands at the bend of her hips, took a breath, and jammed the full length of his cock.