She made me hot, weak at the knees just thinking of her. My conflicts begin.
The feeling of so many inches in my hand being manipulated was well passed erotic, as my thoughts of her made my rhythm pick up and the grip of my hand squeeze even harder.
She wasn't there as I masturbated to her memory. I needed to feel her body, to touch her places so sweet.
I had met one of her friends, just briefly in the hallway as they were leaving and I got a distinct impression there was more to this greeting than met the eye.
An unspoken invitation to be taken up at a later time maybe.
My cock couldn't get up but the beating it was being given hadn't stopped. Conflicted messages began to run through my head.
To hold her in a cuddle letting her take up where my hand had been and find her spots of pleasure while letting him also take me in his mouth.
A threesome for sure, a loving triangle in my mind.
A true sexual feast to be had.
A twist of the imagination.
I needed the release of passion and I didn't care where or who would take it. The point of no return was fast approaching, faster than I would have liked.
As I had my fingers playing inside her wet dripping pussy I looked at her friends rather larger than mine rod that they both were playing with as his pre-cum glistened for her.
She took the position over my cock and sucked it harder as he came into her from behind, pushing forward.
I looked up at him ploughing into her pussy as she had her mouth right around my balls now. I wasn't going anywhere.
I could feel him pushing her onto me, faster and faster. Both now in sync.
I pushed back as they pushed.
As I came in her mouth he shot his load into her.
We fell in a heap.