Her hand dropped to the front of his trousers and she started rubbing what I assumed was his cock. John put both hands on Cindy's shoulders and pushed her down. She opened his fly, took out his hard cock and wrapped her lips around it. I backed away and walked back to the patio and then turned around and started walking back toward the garage hollering out:"Cindy! Cindy! Are you out here?"Cindy and John came out from behind the garage, "We were just out here for a breath of fresh air," said John.We returned to the party and for the next two hours I kept a pretty close eye on my bride.It was a pretty quiet ride home and I didn't bring up what I'd seen until we got home and were undressed and in bed."You and John seemed to get along." He's real nice," said Cindy, "and he knows a lot about the stars and stuff. We went behind the garage to get away from the house lights and he was showing me the Big and Little Dipper, Orion's Belt and all that." What was that you pulled out of his pants. She kept silent, as though she knew not to wake Harry, but he could see the delight deep in her eyes, boring into him. He had to bite down on his lip to keep himself from making a noise, though as the orgasm grew, he was sure he would not retain such considerate composure. The noiseless image was surreal, like a silent black and white movie in outstanding high definition. Her eyes shut and her head went back; she sank onto him completely, her pelvic muscles squeezing him as her body shook through the imaginary orgasm. It was enough for Oscar. She vanished as he opened his eyes to find his hand beating his hard cock furiously yet still, miraculously, silently. It hit and his entire body tensed, his toes curling for the second time that night. The orgasm coursed through him and found it’s narrow escape through his urethra, lashings of thick, white semen spewing forth across his torso and blasting the underside of his chin forcefully. It came and it came, his body remaining rigid.
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