She wasn’t power fucking me, wasn’t slamming her cunt against my groin. Thanks.”
We endured an awkward interlude as we passed the joint among us and emptied our glasses. When Christie finally climbed off me, her cunt drained itself onto me. “If you’re OK with a woman, are you comfortable with a threesome? Christie grinned ear to ear and grabbed it to stabilize it. Nancy, Christie. “Well, alrighty then. When it reappeared, she licked and rubbed her lips along his entire length. But I was stingy. Can you get her to join us now?”
I explained the situation on Knot Working to Nancy, sparing no detail. One hand was cupping her breast. The visuals and the feelings of Christie’s wet twat pumping up and down on my dick finally had their way. “Am I interrupting anything?” as she peered below. What was she telling me? When it reappeared, she licked and rubbed her lips along his entire length. She leaned over and started making out with me. Nancy, Christie. I watched as she made it disappear in her mouth.
