Looking back it all seemed silly, like a game of pretend or a pantomime. I felt hot all over as I flushed. I was on fire and God help me, I wanted May...more now than I could ever have imagined it was possible to want except chocolate cake or pudding. May was vintage champagne, and I had never even tasted champagne yet. That was how I felt then, but things were sketchy and uncertain. I was hearing what May said, but I could not hear anything except for the sound of blood rushing and my own heart. She pulls us apart and puts Paul down on his knees in front of my cock and has him assume the "pornstar cum position". She puts the phone on a dresser to get the rest then she starts jerking my cock with one hand and working the dildo with the other. I cum harder than I have since I was 15. I groan and I hear the splat the force of the cum makes on Pauls face. Alice puts his hand on my cock to keep milking me and picks him up with the other. She keeps me impaled on the didlo and pushes me. You are so fortunate.”“What do you mean?”“Most of us girls have sort of a clam looking pussy, but yours, wow, I love it.”I was sure she could see my blush; it started at my toes and gradually encompassed my body. My nipples tingling, I could feel the rush of blood to my pussy that caused my pussy to expand even larger with the blood flow! All my vaginal parts engorged. It was embarrassing. Turning to face Tiffany, my eyes targeted her pussy. Now I was licking my lips. It is very appealing; she. Brenda hummed on my balls and slurped my head to a size I don’t think I ever it at before. She was good stuff down there! I brought Brenda off her knees and bent her prone to my desk. I crouched down to get level with her wet vagina and slid myself up and in. She twitched a little when I pushed inside slow and deep, but in no time we were bumping uglies and that sweet backside was slapping against my crotch with every thrust, making one of the sweetest sounds in the world. It was good to me..