The sight of the woman in front of them playing with herself fueled his desire more and it felt like he had gotten a little bigger. He wanted to see them play with each other, to enjoy each other...but spirits this woman felt too damn good to stop. Her cheeks jiggled with each push into her, causing him to moan and grunt hungrily. The feeling of her hungry folds squeezing him making him want to move faster. But still he kept his steady pace.<br/><br/>And now with the appearance of another male for a moment he felt off-set. But he had agreed at the start that he wouldnt stop anyone else from joining, even if that was a male. He did seem the warrior type...and one he thought he had seen before, though much more dressed. His attention snapped back to the writhing woman he was shoving into, not giving the male much more thought as her hand grabbed some of his. She then started giving her own back and shoving herself onto his own member.<br/><br/>The tightening and pulsing of her pussy, combined with her moans and stuttering nearly made him lose it. Now with her thrusting back eagerly he started to pick up the pace, still not all the way in but enough that his body was shaking with its desire.<span style="color: #b35900">"She'll get a turn..."</span>He breathed out.<span style="color: #b35900">"But first you...my little slut."</span>His breathing was ragged as his hips moved with her thrusts, giving her quick and powerful strokes. He then leaned back into a seat and pulled her with him so she was now sitting on top of him and he bounced her up and down onto his member, giving the two in front of him a show of his member punishing her pussy.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>