Chapter 1624 A Hot Night Gangbang In The Deep(Group Sex):>Ep7

• To my right, another woman was unceremoniously bent over the edge of the deck in nearly the same position. The wet slap of flesh and her whimpers provided ample illustration as they got down to business much faster than the man behind me. Small splashes hitting me as they really went at it. Could that be John who finally acted on his impulses with Bridget? Or Whitney getting railed by her boyfriend...or better yet, Mark? I couldn't see anything, but the sounds of their ragged breathing painted a vivid picture. They were almost in sync and clearly just as fucking wildly aroused as I was. A hand found mine on the concrete, fingers interlacing, squeezing. I squeezed back. We were anonymous strangers and intimate friends all at once, holding hands while two men fucked us from behind, and the surreal intimacy of it made my head swim.
• He was full-on fucking me now, pushing all the way in, pausing for a beat, and then pulling back out giving me a bit more time to feel the pressure of being full. I crossed my ankles to make myself tighter and give me a little friction on my clit, his sac slapping against my sex as he thrust in and out. Each rhythmic tap brought me closer to the breaking point, then his thumb settled against the tight ring of muscle at my rear.
• His intention was probably a slow build up, but I was already too far. He didn't push in, just traced my tight entrance with his thumb while his cock kept up its steady rhythm inside me. Then I felt him thrust in and hold himself deeply in me. The first pulse of his release sent a jolt through my body. So intent on the edge I was balancing on, I barely registered the change in his rhythm. I felt it before I understood it, a sudden fullness, a growing heat that spread from deep inside me outward. It was exactly what I'd wanted all night, proof that I had broken through his control, that I had wrung this from him beneath the stifling veil of the humid night. His cock throbbed against my inner walls, and then the first jet of his come hit me like a small, internal detonation. He groaned, leaned into me, and pulled on my hips in a desperate attempt to get deeper. I felt him empty into me, a second pulse, a third, each one filling me with a liquid heat that seemed to seep into my very cells.