I imagined her having an orgasm from masturbating herself and felt my stomach and balls tightening again. I rammed harder into Sandy's hot snatch and...she gave a little grunt with each thrust. I wanted to cum soon, I was afraid Gretchen would leave before I did. Her eyes were a little glazed and she was still staring as I pulled out of Sandy's box and shot across her ass, rubbing my wet cock along her ass crack. Sandy sighed, Gretchen stared and I smiled eveilly. "Did you cum?" I asked and. What his fuck-meat lacked on length – it was not all that short, as erect, as it now was, it measured about six and a half inches from root to tip – it made up for in girth; the cylindrical shaft, pulsing with surface veins, was at least two and a half inches in diameter and ended in a large, cock-head with a classic, well defined rim. As Kyle took in visually this cannon of a tool, whose power and sphincter stretching head he was clearly about to experience in what Sten called his test, he saw. She steadied herself by holding onto his head, by pulling his face hard against her crotch. She knew she was wide open and sloppy as hell, but now she didn't care. She wanted him to eat her. His tongue felt so good in there, it was so slippery and darted in and out so fast. Much faster than a prick."Aw, Andy, that feels so good, so... so fucking good! There, Andy, I finally said it for you--fucking, fucking, fucking, yes, so fucking good!"It was so stimulating, so different from fucking."Aw. She came out with some salad fixings and placed them on the counter.“All right I can make a salad to go with the steak but do you have potatoes to go with them?” she asked.“They are in the pantry but you shouldn’t trouble yourself Kelly.”“Nonsense I’m going to make you a nice meal, you should sit and relax. Do you want me to get you a beer?”“No thanks, I put the wine in to chill and I think I’m going to jump in the shower real quick.”“Wait” she said as she approached me whereupon she pressed.