The weight of Amelia's body on top of hers made her wet with excitement, while the thickness of the blanket that rested atop of them both made her wet...everywhere else.There were so many arousing sensations happening at once, that comprehending them all was turning out to be an overwhelming task. The most obvious and vivid point of pleasure was coming from her clitoris, which Amelia was grinding into with her hips at a moderate pace. She could feel her redheaded Goddess's fuzzy strip rubbing. ’ Another subtle reminder of what was coming. I didn’t have any plans that evening, so the reminder had a chance to bounce around in my mind as I prepared myself dinner. The whole thing was starting to feel just a bit unreal. What had happened the previous weekend seemed almost like a dream, with only the lingering soreness in my hips attesting to the fact that it was real. Well, that and the texts from Snow. That certainly made it feel a lot more real. And the prospect of what was coming was. His lips met mine and automatically our tongues entwined whilst our hands rubbed each others cocks for all we were worth. It didn't take long. My first spurt left my cock and landed with a splat on his belly then the flood welled out all over his hand. He groaned, his body stiffened and I knew he was near ready to spunk. Like a hot fountain he pumped spurt after spurt at least ten inches up into the air. It splashed down every where. On ther floor, on the duvet and all over my. She eased herself down on to my lap, my tool slipping inside of her pussy. Her eyes widened as our pubic bones met. She started working her hips in a slow circular motion. I could feel the walls of her vagina tightening against my tool and then loosening up as she worked her hips back and forth.Sammi raised her ass upwards and then pushed back down on my lap, sliding up and down on my tool, over and over. She repeated this over and over as the sexual ecstasy continued to build between.