But then, abruptly, the fingers were gone and she felt the rough feel of denim against her bottom as the man behind her inched forward and sought her opening with the end of his cock. She shuffled her knees apart a little more, inviting him, trying all the time to keep her bottom high and her mouth level with Margie's pussy, wanting to be entered. She didn't have to wait, the man's cock found her and simply slid inside, pushing deep and wriggling as the man, still presumably Mike, crept closer and settled with his hands on her hips.

Now, as he thrust in and out, she felt her mouth...