Then she grasped a great clump of my hair on the back of my head, and used it as leverage – both to steady herself, and to pull the front of my tors... upright, bracing my body against the thrusts of her bucking hips.Tears were starting to form in the corners of my eyes – not of pain, certainly not of fear; they were the tears that you get when your sensory system is overloaded, as mine surely was then. My mouth gaped open, my eyes were glazed and staring forwards, and all of my slim form was. “Well” she said matter-of-factly, “I don’t see any swelling in the knee – but you definitely do have a swelling problem there!” Her laugh was so goddam sexy it made my cock jump. “I can tell you’re the kind of guy who doesn’t usually wear clothes in bed, right?” I nodded dumbly, breathless as she reached behind my neck and untied the string holding the gown in place. Her sexy body was inches from my face, and my cock really started to rise. “Let’s just get rid of this thing altogether” she. That kept him in pocket money.When the phone rang at eight O'clock that night, a totally naked Chris was just sharing some of his coke-cut with a very alluring and very horny brunette... Jill's twin sister, Wendy... "Hul-lo," he answered in his flat, non-committal way."Chris... this is Jill," came the familiar voice over the line.Chris was taken aback. Jill was the last person he expected to hear from at that moment. He hesitated a few seconds, unsure whether to hang up the phone right then or. With another man's cock..."I was getting really close, just picturing her on the bed. She picked up her phone and clumsily unlocked it with one hand while she continued to dildo herself. I watched as she opened our chat and she struggled to retype the message with one hand while fucking herself with the marker - one letter at a time."love you"Send."I can't believe he made me cum a second time, you know I rarely cum even once from sex. But I think it was you, baby. You helped him make me cum. I.