My legs were burning, and I could feel the sweat starting to drip down my chest. I changed up, giving her long hard thrusts. I pounded harder and harder, pausing and grunting with each stroke. I felt the couch slide in spite of having three people seated on it watching. I was worried for her thighs, remembering Cathy's ordeal. At least this couch was much more padded on the ends.

I ignored the room, gazing down at where I entered her. All my attention was on her stretched ass, clinging to my cock on each stroke. I pulled all the way out, leaving her gaping, then slammed back inside of...