Chapter 168: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 8, Climax

MICHAEL

Beth feels wonderful and is reacting beautifully. My arms around her, a warm tit weighing heavily into my left hand, the right working her below as she watches and listens to Charlotte, Richard and James together; every nuance and detail of her reactions tremble through to me.

And the song Charlotte is singing has its effect on both of us. The sound of her orgasm washes through Beth, every muscle answering the sound of my red-haired beauty in climax.

She´s on the build herself; panting and flushed, sweating freely, and her pussy spilling hot juices over my hand as I stroke her lips and clit. My chest pressed against her, the ripple and vibe of her mounting climax echoes through to me and she smells wonderful...

“You´re beautiful, Beth,” I whisper to her.