Chapter 1638 Flatmates(Erotic Couplings):>Ep31

• I skipped one and went straight to two. Gently sliding my middle and index fingers into her I felt her warmth surround them. I have fingered myself hundreds of times, probably thousands, but I am not sure if it was the different angle or just the fact it wasn't me, but it felt so much nicer. She looked down at me with glassy eyes which rolled into the back of her head. "Fuck," she whispered softly. Her eyes fluttered back into focus again and she mouthed the words, "I'm cumming."
• She closed her eyes again and this time I didn't mess it up. Keeping the same rhythm and speed of my tongue and fingers I drove her to her orgasm. Maintaining the licking and fingering until she pushed her hand down her body and physically stopped me. "Wow," she said as she folded her legs together. I think it was a dazed attempt at covering her dignity, but it was about as unsuccessful as you could imagine. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, unsure what was her and what was my saliva hadn't thought it through as I had no clothes or duvet to wipe it on. Wiping it on the sofa felt a little uncouth, so I just kept a wet hand. She was soaking, glistening with her wetness sort of wet. If she had jumped into a swimming pool I don't think she could have been any wetter down there and I was proud that I had done it.
• I turned around and looked up at Alan who was still playing with himself. I looked up at him and knelt in front of him. I leaned back a little to give him a bigger target of my tummy, chest, breasts and face. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out like a welcome mat to give him another option and he changed his angle so the head of his dick was pointing at my mouth. I leaned back on my hands and looked up at him. Unblinking I just glanced down a few times as his penis got closer to my face and by extension his rapidly moving fist did as well. I was fully expecting to get punched in the face, but credit where credit is due, he got close a few times, close enough to feel the disturbance of the air on my face, but he never actually punched me.