At least he tries

I was sure in this position, each and every inch of Thea‘s pussy could feel each and every inch of Carl‘s dick. Thea groaned, awaiting her climax. Carl stroked slowly, sliding in inch by inch, pleasing every spot of her inner tube. Thea moaned into my pussy, grabbing my thighs. Carl reached to her front and to her left nipple, twisting and pulling it, making her whimper and squirm while probing her with his dick. Extremely slow, Carl pressed into her. Thea arched her back, pushing back against Carl as he kept pumping into her, in and out and in again, finding his way out and in slowly. He bent down to her to blow his hot breath on her shoulders. Thea moaned into my itching wet pussy. I saw his tongue coming out, wetly touching the skin on Thea‘s upper back.