There was not strong muscle tensing like before with my clit-centered orgasms, but it was still very pleasurable. “Yes.” I expected us to adjust ourselves into a good fucking position. Porn sex “Who the fuck are you????” he inquired of me. Then she went around behind us, between our legs, and reached under me. She moved over to us and, while Ken was continuing to fuck me, made enough room between me and the bed to slip the rolled-up pillowcase underneath me. Wait a minute! I wasn’t ready. How did she know what I was trying to do? “I’m sorry,” I repeated. I never before had my pussy pummeled the way Ken was pummeling it. Oh yeah! Read 7476 times |
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And then Ken started shouting, shouting! My next orgasm would be really good, even great, I hoped. It was too much to ponder in this moment. Keep cumming, babe! “All right. Thanks to Ken, because it was mostly his fault. And then several more times in slowing succession. Keep cumming, babe! I couldn’t move my legs, my hips, or my waist. My next orgasm would be really good, even great, I hoped. … Mmmmhhhh!” My response to Ken’s exhortations to me to squeeze my pussy
