Catching up starts with a good fuck

Gary dug his fingers tighter into Bernie's full golden buttocks as he knelt behind her, fucking hard in the home stretch. On his lips were the tastes of Bernie's cunt, tart and rich, and her ass, sharp and bitter. His balls twitched, ready for release. "Ohhhh," he sighed, his voice dropping a register.

"You going to come, baby?" Bernie asked. "Come for me?"

"Yeah, yeah," Gary said. "Gonna, yeah." His eyes narrowed and he let his hips move themselves for the last few strokes, hard and deep. Then there was that little twitch inside, there. "Uh! Uh! Ah!" Gary cried out. His cock swelled and spurted inside her. "AH!"

Bernie laughed happily as Gary spent himself into her. His big cock felt good inside her, and she was already glowing with pleasure from getting off on Gary's tongue and fingers earlier. A good come would set Bernie up for a good fuck, and this time felt wonderful.

Wonderful.

Bernie felt Gary's cock slowly soften inside her. She eased forward and turned around, pulling him down to the mattress, gathering him in her arms and kissing him, tasting herself on his lips.

Gary wasn't as good as Habiba yet, but he was starting to get good at eating ass. And he really liked it.

"I love you so much," Bernie said.

"Love, ah," Gary started. "Love you too." His voice was low, unsteady and a little slurred. "Bernie."

Bernie laughed. "God, you sound like you're drunk."

Gary laughed. "Just on you."

They lay, holding each other.

"You gonna go back and see Stuart again?" Bernie asked.

"Yeah, sometime probably," Gary said. "You're right. I do like cock. I mean, Peter the best, really. Or maybe if we do another party, I don't know, maybe. How about you and Alison?"

"I had a great time," Bernie said. "And you liked my story." She smiled. "But I don't know, Alison might not really be my type. So maybe. Maybe."

"Well if it isn't Alison, we should find you someone. So we both like girl butt, and, I mean, I have you, but it's not like you can do yourself," Gary said.

Bernie laughed out loud. Then her eyes flicked up to the side. "No, not exactly," she said. Her mother Joyce had already offered up her anus to satisfy Bernie's craving for lesbian rimming. She and Mom were tangled up enough already, but at least it was a sure thing. "I guess we should think about it."

"Yeah, let's not have you missing out," Gary said.