I was so tight. She circled a finger round my hole, before adding pressure and sliding her finger inside me. I let out a loud moan as she did this, gr...bbing onto the side of the couch with one hand and placing my other hand on her head, stroking her hair softly. She slid her finger in and out of me slowly, my juices were soaking her finger, I was so wet for her. She sucked on my clit as she slid it in and out of me, slowly picking up speed and making me moan so loud I had to pick up a cushion. “Good boy,” she said, relinquishing her hold over him.Ken coiled back, a few long trails of spit dripping between them and landing on his lap while he coughed, reaching up and wiping his eyes. He caught a glimpse of his own cock, still rock hard with no end in sight before he turned back to face Alex who was gently stroking her own cock in front of him. Out of reflex he reached up with his hand again only for her to seize his wrist in a tight grip and tug him to his feet. Ken quickly obliged,. She threw her head back and moaned, a high pitched, drawn out sigh of bliss, and suddenly, much quicker than when I masturbate alone, I could feel the hot rush of an orgasm coming over me. With my muscles tight, and my breath held in my throat, I came, pushing all the air from my chest out with a loud cry of satisfaction as fireworks exploded inside me. As we came down from our simultaneous highs, we giggled, looking over each others flushed and sweaty bodies. Needing to cool down and freshen. I wasstarting to wonder who the hell she really was."Not really. No." I pulled the bottle from her grip and poured myselfanother. She held her mug out for a refill. The third shot went downvery smoothly. I wanted to get drunk. Check that; I wanted to getfucking drunk. She hadn't drunk hers, though, watching me curiously."What?"K shrugged. "I am just gauging how drunk you have to be before feelinglike you have recaptured enough of your masculine pride to tell me whatis wrong." She raised her cup.