“Oh yeah, that’s it, baby,” Joel moaned. And do it before Pete catches us and punches your head in.”
Without further prompting she rotated, belly pressed to his thighs, arse raised slightly, palms flat on the sofa one side, toes the other. Mature sex Joel’s mouth formed an ‘O’ of appreciation, his breath staccato, yet his orgasm distant. Splash, splash, splash went the water. The first ‘visit’ had been painful, a bit of blood and a little bruising, but no more than a warning. “Very,” he responded with a sly grin. “I was just passing, thought I’d say hi.”
Pete snorted. Natalie didn’t seem to share the optimism, willing an early end to the ordeal before it had even begun, fingers reaching urgently for his cock, craning to bring it to her soft lips. Removing the mobile phone from his pocket, he beckoned her over. The intervening years had served her well, producing a deft little cocksucker. Slowly his hand elevated from her buttocks, hovering at shoulder height. There was the rest of
