And four to go.

Taking the man's shaft in one hand the friend stroked it while cupping his balls with her other hand.

The man groaned, pain and pleasure mixing in his body.

The newcomer continued to ride the man, his balls slapping against the man's ass with each thrust in.

Slowly the pain itself became pleasure for the man. He relished it, moving to meet each thrust from the newcomer because as he did so his cock rode the friend's hand which was wrapped tightly around it.

The friend knew he hungered for release. She bent forward, her tongue teasing the tip of his shaft, tasting, licking, intensifying his desire. Then she stopped, moving away from him.

The newcomer thrust in one more time, hard and deep, and then withdrew. He strode to the bed and the women moved, allowing him to settle between them.

The friend straddled him, smiling back over her shoulder at the man as she lowered herself onto the newcomer's engorged shaft. Slowly she rode him until the newcomer grabbed her hips. He flipped her over, still inside of her, and began riding her hard and fast.

The girl watched as she played with herself.

The man sobbed, begging them to give him the release his body so desperately craved.

They laughed as one by one they exploded, crying out their pleasures.

When it was over the friend slipped off the bed, once more moving behind the man, wrapping her hands around his cock, stroking it while he continued to beg.

"This, my dear husband is what happens when you decide to play around," she whispered.

Then she beckoned to the others, and one by one they left the room