CHAPTER FIVE
TED LAY STILL, BUT NAN DID NOT. HE felt her bulk writhe beneath him, kneading his belly and kneading the swollen p***s that they crushed between them. He eased himself backward in her grip until his p***s dropped into the void between her thighs, then hunched forward to bring its head into her wet folds.
"Oh, yes, coach! That's good!"
Nan raised her knees and thrust upward against the stiffness of his p***s. He felt it centering itself over the mouth of her v****a and he tightened his buttocks to hold hard against her.
"Now, baby," she murmured. "Push."
He felt for the cushions with his knees and pushed. He felt the head enveloped by hot tissue and leaned hard, driving the shaft to the end of her barrel.
Nan caught at his buttocks and pumped him against herself, grunting
