Still licking Molly’s stiff nipples, she found her forearm twitching with rapid strokes bringing her self-satisfaction. She slipped her hand into Molly’s, and the two lay there soundlessly. Mike stopped breathing for a moment as he glimpsed the damp oval spot at the front of Sarah’s panties. Shocked, Mike trailed his hand away from Carrie’s vagina and along her abdomen. Within seconds a long rope of hot cum burst out of the tip of his belching shaft, and he sprayed a continuous stream all over her titties and then up past her throat towards her lips and face. He had a little experience before this tête-à-tête and he allowed her stiff nipple to slide in between his fingers, where he slowly squeezed them together and then after a few minutes he gently grasped the nipple in between his thumb and first finger and pinched lightly.
