Pre cum had already started to drip from our dicks; I told him to put his dick in my mouth so I could suck him, but he told me no, he wanted me to fuc... hard in the ass. I asked for a condom but he didn’t have one and he didn’t care he couldn’t wait any longer so he got up and sat on dick without a second thought. I heard him moan as he started to bounce on me and all I could do was just support him by putting my hands all over his tan slender muscular body. We started getting faster and more. My tip nestled into her slit. She was warm and very, very wet. I slid into her, slow and deep, and she raised her hips and her mouth opened in a silent Ah and when I was all the way in she breathed a soft "Ahhhh," and she churned her hips once and gripped me tightly inside her and sighed a more quiet "Ahh." I drew back, halfway, and slid back and forth near the mouth of her cunt, wetting me with her creamy slickness and enjoying the pull of the ring of muscle just inside her entrance. Then I. Her hips were arching upward now, beggig to be mounted, but Paul smiled down at her, his fingers leisurly probing the depth of his pussy, feeling the muscles retract and open down on his fingers. He finially moved himself into position. He maintained one hand still against her cunt and the other holding onto the base of his engorged cock. If this was the one and only time this is to happen, Paul reasoned, I want to make it last for as long as possible. He rubbed the tip against the opening of. I left later.Another day she invited me to fix something in her flat. I went and fixed it. Then we had tea and talked. She was alone and felt a little off today. I asked what has happened. I asked her to tell but she didn’t tell. So I asked her again and again to tell wat the matter was. She was afraid that she just said its usual husband-wife matter. I asked again wat was it about. I was her good friend so I went near her on the sofa asked her again. She just nodded her head in no. I held her.