I felt every inch of her pussy as my cock slides out. I heard Lily sigh as it came out of her wanting pussy only to cry again when I thrusted once aga...n into her. This is how I fucked her. Slamming my hard long cock into her tight wet pussy and slowly pulling out only to give it to her once more. Lily starts to beg for it harder and that’s what I do. After a minute of fucking her pussy I feel my ball begin to stir. I’m going to blow any second. I take once last hard thrust into her gaping hole. As her finger from one hand slipped into my ass, she lightly rubbed the palm of her other hand on my balls while making circles with her fingertips underneath the head of my cock. That coupled with Rose's light touch of my ass while I was massaging her tight firm ass with both hands was the most erotic feeling I had ever experienced...until 5 minutes later. Rose hiked her dress up to her waist and dropped her thong to the floor exposing her bald pussy. She moved around to the side of the table. I loved the feel of her soft arms on my flanks, as this beautiful woman looked into my very soul. This was another one of those memories from that weekend carved into my brain. My memory of how Sue’s arms felt so wonderful and comforting on my sides. My memory of how I loved those eyes looking at me, searching me and knowing me. My wonder and amazement at why had a woman like this, so beautiful and compassionate and intelligent, had chosen a man like me. My gratitude and joy that she had chosen. Those words again. Atta girl. Somehow those words made me feel even better. Like, fantastic better. I didn’t get it. He knows I hate those words. They’re condescending, what you’d say to a dog. But for whatever reason, those words were okay tonight. No, they were great tonight. Atta girl, I said to myself. He moved his hand between my legs and began massaging my mound through my jeans. Again, I’d normally hate that he was moving so fast. I should have been angry. Instead, I bit my lower lip,.