Wendy catches you

"Peter!" gasps Wendy before she clamps both of her hands around her mouth. You're still balls deep in Peter as Wendy's eyes dance over her friend's body.

"You're a... you've a ... he's in your....you have a pussy!" Wendy stammers. Her accent is delicious as her blush and confusion deepens, and it makes your cock throb inside of her friend.

The Lost Boys appear lost in ecstacy, and for the time being, your whole world is Peter's pulsating box, Wendy's hungry and devouring eyes, and her rapidly stiffening nipples.

"But we....kissed...and I really liked it..." Wendy mumbles, her hands sliding along material of her skirt, teasing over her hips and dancing closer to her crotch.

"Me too...but....my...fuck, Wendy..." Peter moans as she come back to her senses. "Mmmm...this is so good too...maybe we should..." she starts, her taut snatch crushing tighter on your cock.