Patti knew it in a very real way.  Throughout her life, and particularly since they'd moved here, the woman had enjoyed making men look.  She'd been a tease for much of her life.  The real fun, however, came in occasionally going a little further than that - in ceasing the tease and indulging, instead, in the forbidden fruits of others' relationships.  So much could be gleaned from all this on a social level, but she didn't care about that.  No, all Patti really cared about was the hard, lustful reality of sex.  To taste the flesh of others, to be used and gawked at, gave her a charge like nothing else.  Even now, in spite of that intense pressure and even the stinging, subtle sensation of tearing which came with the strong thrusts her lover gave, she bore a smile to the ceiling.  Her body rocked back against him, that wondrous ass colliding into him one last time as she felt the onset of that strange, sometimes sickening sensation.  Her knees extended, lifting her more snugly into Terry's crotch where she'd slowly wiggle.  As he emptied himself, she sighed as though it brought her a great deal of pleasure.  Her overly sensitive clit was throbbing, but Patti had built up quite a resistance to such painful delight.<br/><br/>And all the while Kat was enjoying herself thoroughly.  More exciting than the gentle intimacy of the moment was the way Geoffrey throbbed.  Secreting plenty of that clear, salty liquid reminiscent of his come, the young woman had plenty of lubricant with which to fuel her slurping.  She'd even started to include more frequent dips down over him, coursing her lips closer and closer to his base without ever managing to go all the way down.  It seemed his words were having some effect, as before long she'd set into a firmer, more steady rhythm of impaling her mouth upon him.  That teasing nail had drawn away from his sac, replaced now by the whole of her palm as it coursed up and cupped him only to latch delicate fingertips in around the whole of its contours.  She squeezed and kneaded idly.