Dressed in holiday style Part 2

“He’s mine tonight,” she said. “You promised.” Then she took my cock out of the panties, ripping them in her haste, and took the head of my pulsing dick in her mouth.
“OHHHHHHHHH,” I groaned and I lay back and enjoyed her expert work, as she slurped up and down the length of my shaft and took one of my shaven balls in her mouth.

I reached down, found a leg and pulled her pussy over my face, savoring the pungent aroma of her sex and then stabbed my tongue into her dripping cunt. She moaned with my dick deep down her throat and the vibration made me even harder.
I knew I was going to cum if we kept that up for long so I flipped Sandy on her back, pulled her down to the edge of the bed and then plunged into her with a swift thrust, her warm wet pussy enveloping my cock and we began to hump in earnest.
Out of my peripheral vision, I could see Dean setting in a chair, capturing the whole thing on the camera with one hand and stroking his now unleashed long, hard cock with the other. Sandy bucked and squirmed beneath me yelping as the first orgasim overtook her and I concentrated, trying not to cum as I kept ploughing her.
Somehow I held back and I felt her quiver beneath me as she came again, gasping and moaning. I felt a hand on my butt and Dean pushed, rolling us over until I was on my back, with my rod impaling Sandy, whose weight was on top of me.
I saw that Dean had placed the camera on a tripod and was now naked, his long cock ramrod straight as he moved towards Sandy’s splayed legs and open ass.

It was wonderful. I felt Dean’s cock enter her and I held her tight as he eased into her rectum, Sandy was yelping in a mixture and pleasure and pain and Dean slowly, centimeter by centimeter eased his long dick into her butt-hole. I lay still, allowing Dean to get his shaft into her and waited until I could feel his balls begin to bounce against mine before I began to gyrate my dick deep into Sandy’s pussy.