The garage was open and he was loading his golf bag and a suitcase into his BMW. I was close, very close to a massive orgasm but he stopped. I shot straight up and sent the lounge skidding backwards a foot or two as I stood. How I Met Max and Helen
By Drakon
Max tightened his grip around my waist and thrust forward violently. I looked around and didn’t see her or Max who had been lying in the shade near her lounge. Without looking at her I nodded. I could hear her breathing coming in raspy gasps and her legs began to shake. The pulsing of his cock, the feel of his hot cum shooting into her pussy and the pressure of his swollen knot sealing her opening, were all happening as her body was wracked with orgasmic tremors. At that moment I felt a bond with Helen, a woman I hardly knew, that was totally unique. “Eat up…You’re gonna need your strength!” she said with a devious smile. Now that we were firmly tied, he relaxed his grip on my waist and supported his own weight. She gave me a queer look then said, “What did he tell you? Shove that big hard cock into momma’s pussy,” Helen cried as I watched.
