The sounds were a little hard to pick up, but she was very vocal and I heard a lot of comments, words and sounds. I didn’t know how she normally was... but I assumed she was putting on more of a show so I heard it. After a lot of foreplay, I heard, “I need to come so bad, fuck me so hard and fill me with your come.” Then I heard more male grunting, then a female squeal of delight for over a minute and then the phone went silent for a little over a minute. Then, the call disconnected. My mind was. Using just my legs, i move up and down, slowly and steadily. As I gradually speed up, moaning softly with each movement, I again almost grab your shoulders with my frozen hands before I put them behind my back. Taking pity on me, you reach around with one hand to grasp my wrists while the other cups a breast, fingers closing on a nipple. ‘Mmm, thank you,’ on another sigh, speeding up slightly, adding a slight twist each time as you bottom out in me, pressing into me. Each time now, working. "Fuck!" she spat into my face, her clit pulsing hard between two of my fervent fingers. Her juices began flowing almost instantly. Her nails dug into my shoulder as her other hand wildly tugged at my belt. "Holy fucking shit!" Her body shaking, convulsing as I slipped my fingers into her dripping slit. She managed to maintain enough control to yank my hardened cock free from my jeans. Leaning her lithe body back across the kitchen worktop, she grabbed the chopped chilli, squeezing it to a. "Go back inside, then," I said."It's my turn anyways, dude," Bob told me and took the lighter fromPatrick. "You can light me this time, Komori." That's what I'm talkin' about," I said and grinned devilishly, Patricktotally forgotten.So we did that for a while, just zipping off bottle rockets until thecold got to us and I looked around to see Patrick had fled for thewarmth of the house. No wonder we hadn't heard his voice for a while.We went back inside, too, and I saw from the clock it was.