My mouth found Chris' cock – I needed something to please. With just the tip, I used my tongue like a paint brush, back and forth, slowly sliding up the length of his shaft. My teeth scraped along the mushroom-shaped head – gently – over and over again, his body jerking with each new turn. My mouth satisfied its craving by sliding his cock deep inside, pumping up and down quickly, lips soft, but tight. He moaned. Richard, knowing how aroused I was, pushed his cock in deep with one fast thrust. His hands held my hips – not allowing any movement – savouring that electrifying moment of cock owning pussy. Pulling out, he quickly slid back in again