I’m Barry. When he surfaced, he began splashing Paul and Tracy with water, as he laughed and said, “I see you guys have made yourselves comfortable.” This, I assumed, was Barry. Porn sex I’m Barry. I enjoyed my cross-country assignments, because whenever a crew worked multiple consecutive days, we’d get a one- or two-day layover before our next shift. With his shaft still deep in my cunt, we both rested on the chaise lounge while we caught our breath. He wrapped his left arm around her waist to hold her in place on the ladder, then used his right hand to line up his stiff prick with her pussy. I squeezed my legs around my hand that was stroking my clit, while Barry kept hammering his shaft into me from behind like a piston. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed watching Tracy’s boobs and Paul’s semi-hard cock bounce and swing as they played with each other. Then he pulled his rigid cock out until just the head was inside her, and slammed it back in, releasing another load of cum into her pussy.
