I ate her out for longer than I would with anyone else, then I stopped and stood back up.We both knew what was next. I laid on the bed, and I had her ...et on me reverse cowgirl. She reached back, and guided my cock to her pussy. My mushroom tip started to go in, then it felt like I hit a wall. She pushed down a little harder, and my mushroom head popped in. As my cock slid deeper in her pussy, I felt just how tight she was. It felt like I was squeezing my cock with my hands as hard as I could,. Then it resumed. Using the ruse of wanting to look out the other windows, Steve tried to get a better look at her. He found her looking directly at him, grinning, working on a piece of gum. What happened next was so quick it was almost a blur: she stood up and took two long strides towards him, performed a one-eighty which pointed her ass in his face (her skirt swirled upwards and Steve's heart stopped at the glimpse of tanned, pert buttocks and a black thong), and parked herself on the seat. Finally, for lack of anything else to do I volunteered to be the official griller; that would have been my job if I'd had my own party anyway. Carl readily agreed, so there I was, handing out hamburgers and hot dogs on warmed up buns to the masses.I was flipping a new batch of burgers when something landed on my ear; I shook my head and flicked at it with my hand at the same time but it came right back. This time I swatted at it hitting my own ear. I'll be damned if the fricken thing didn't. “Have you been a good girl,” he asked her as he placed his hands on the outside of her knees inches below the hem of the black cocktail dress she was wearing. Her legs were clad in black silk stockings and his eyes fell from gazing at her face to where his hands rested. “I didn’t get any complaints,” she told him. He glanced up again. “He did have a moan at me though!” Tim's mouth fell open. “Mind you, he was cumming at the time,” his gasp was clearly audible. “Cumming," he asked as his.