Pussy pounder

With that Gary stretched out flat on his back and pointed to his cock. It
was standing straight up in the air and I knew exactly what he wanted me to do
with it. Spreading my legs, I climbed on top of him. I held my breath as he
grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto his stiff cock. My pussy was well
lubricated with all of Robert’s cum, and Gary’s cock slid in easily. Instantly,
waves of pleasure raced through my body. Gary was right – this was what I liked
best.
While Gary fucked me, Robert fondled my breasts. He ran his fingers all
over them, drawing little circles around my nipples. Every now and then, he
leaned forward and took one of them in his mouth. All of this was more than I
could stand – I had to cum. Grabbing Robert’s hand, I made him stroke my clit
while I slid up and down on Gary’s cock. I could feel a familiar pressure
building between my legs and the great electric rush that comes right before
orgasm.
Just then Gary came, shooting his load deep inside my pussy. I threw my
head back and screamed, experiencing one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever
felt. It seemed to last all night. When the ecstasy finally subsided, I fell
back onto the bed.