I gently stroked her belly then very slowly eased my hand down inside her trousers. Although I felt her tense, she didn’t stop me. And then I had two pussies to rub. I realised that I was reaching my own climax. “If you watch now girls, you will see what happens.” Whilst I continued to administer the two writhing girls I arched my back as I could feel the heat rising in my now very pov swollen cock, still being vigorously rubbed by three hands. Four faces gazed at my cock, three in anticipation, as it started to throb wildly, until woosh and the first load of cum shot into the air. The girls all squealed with delight and amazement while my cock carried on shooting more as they wanked at it. Soon it stopped and I lay back exhausted. Mary said, “Hey you’ve stopped doing your job, do you mind!” Mary and Mandi both lay back and I felt their legs open wide so as I could more easily continue. I felt Mary easing her doggystyle shorts down her hips, giving me better blowjob access to her inner warmth. Then I amateur knew that Mandi was going to climax as I felt her stiffen and raise her hips off the rock. She suddenly gave a yelp and started to buck up and down against my hand, her head twisting from side Hardcore to side. Yes, you're right, Carl. I sat in the deck well of the boat and watched Amber's ass as she climbed the short ladder to the upper deck. He stopped growling and sat on his haunches, but continued pov to eyeball the transient while he rummaged through a trash bin. She became limp, like a puppet with its strings cut. I stood on the welcome mat while she hurried in, returning a minute later with a small sheet doggystyle of paper—her name and number. The boy standing behind Anthony, whose name was Jonathan Streaks, turned to face Chloe. She amateur stared up at the grey sky gloomily, wrapping her fur coat around her torso and clenching her jaw. She was so pretty. That's so hot!” I was completely stunned, what was going on, I had my hand on my mum’s tits as she kissed me and wanked my cock. “The blood and cum dried on your thighs, Hardcore the handprint bruises on your tits, and the marks from the cane on your arse are a really lovely look on you, don’t you agree?” “I know, hun,” her mother said, patting her head. “He fucking assaulted you and you just forgave him?” She turned back to me. “Or did you just manipulate her like you manipulated me, manipulated me for sex? By the time we had finished I had a big damp patch in the crotch which made the thin lycra virtually transparent. She could feel her orgasm, denied over months of grieving, awakening deep within her. As soon as I was sat down she pushed me so that I was swinging backwards and forwards. "Lilith?" thought James, "I didn't know you could feel when I gathered blowjob sexual energy." Again she guided me hand around her pussy, my fingers crossing her pussy and flicking her clit, she moaned and groaned and then I saw the dog stand up and walk around barking.