I watched as her breathing became more laboured, her gasps of pleasure more frequent, then she was crying out as her orgasm hit, her hips were lifting...wanting more. Watching her cum like that was the best, and I came all over my hand. Sue lay back out of breath for a moment, although Ben had not finished, he knelt between her open legs, taking his cock in his hand and guided it into her lovely moist pussy. Slowly giving her his full length. Then almost withdrawing before plunging into her again. She took too long. “Veronica, for God’s sake, answer!” Josh had begged. Finally his girlfriend spoke. “Okay, maybe a mouth, but only under careful supervision by me, and only after a thorough demonstration, again by me, of the proper care and feeding of the Josh Johnson.” Josh laughed and grabbed a beer from our refrigerator. On his way out he said to Veronica, “Always joking.” On his way back in he tried again. “That was a joke, right?” Veronica told him she was thinking about it. “Josh met a. Your vagina and my cock are so now made for each other, hand in k** leather glove, I slide in so, so smoothly, I hear you gasp, I feel you tighten your muscles around my member, every time I try to withdraw, you milk me by clinching, as expertly as you always do, it's now time for me to take on the role I was was born for, that of a fucking machine, so now I pile into you, right up to the hilt, the wet slouching sound of your wet pussy slapping against my full sack gives me the enduring energy. The head went in easier then I thought, but as he tried to feed more shaft in he had to pull out some then press again. She was coating his shiny black cock with her juice but it was such a tight fit it looked like he would split her. “Oh God it’s so fat. I’m being split in half. Please go slow.” My wife cried out. I admired the guy for doing just that. He could of shoved it in quick and ruined her. I think he knew if he was going to use her all night he had to be careful. I guess her pussy was.