"Pour it to me, Jack . . . pour it to me," Denise wailed.
He obliged, launching a violent attack. They both began to gasp and cry out as their passion mounted. I was afraid someone would hear us and I told them to be quiet.
"Get behind him and use your hands on him, Claudia," Denise said. I remembered what that had done to him the first time, and said, "Okey, but you better be ready, Denise!"
"I'm ready. Oh God, am I ready!" she said.
I kneeled behind Jack and took the seat of his power in my hands, rubbing gently. He reacted like a madman, banging against Denise with a fury. Suddenly, both of their bodies went rigid, and they each issued a short, but sharp cry. I had been fondling myself and shared their excitement with them.