Katarina's pussy was wetter than I've ever experienced with her before. I kept my cock buried deep up inside of her pussy and squeezed the muscle that made my cock swell up even bigger, pulsating it so she'd feel me getting harder.
It seems Peter was already close to blowing his load. He kept his cock away from Katarina's highly talented mouth for a few moments and kept saying "Holy shit! Holy shit!" His condition didn't slow me down, though. I put her face down in the pillows, hands still locked behind her back, making her ass stick way up in the air. I stepped back a moment to let her boyfriend have full visual access to her beautiful hips up in the air, pussy lips slightly spread, glistening with her juices. I reached my finger out and rubbed it on her engorged clit lightly, tracing a small circle, gently increasing the pressure.
A little moan escaped her mouth and I couldn't wait to be inside of her again. I lined my cock up with her beautifully swollen pussy lips, rubbed up and down a few times, and the moment I felt her push back against my cock head, I lunged forward, impaling her with the full length of my cock again. Slowly, I pulled almost all the way out, and then back in just as slowly. After several long, exaggerated strokes, I gradually increased the pace, with my hands on her hips, pulling her down onto my cock.
It was time for Peter to get back in on the action and I told him to come take my place. I pulled out of Katarina's sopping pussy and walked around to her face, gently pulling her flat on her stomach with her legs hanging over the side of the bed and her knees on the floor, and laying diagonally near a bed corner, so her chin was hanging over the adjacent side.
I squatted down and looked her in her eyes and asked if she was enjoying herself. "Yes," she replied. "Definitely. Now give me that cock so I can suck on it. I want to taste your precum," looking over at her boyfriend as she said this. Only too happy to oblige, I stood up and fed her my throbbing cock. She started by licking my purple cock head like it was an ice cream cone, looking up at me while she did so. Then I stuck just the head of my cock in her mouth, just pass the ridge so her lips could wrap around me fully, and she could flick her tongue across my gland. She was driving me crazy. I stuck another inch into her mouth and she kept up the same treatment.
Meanwhile, our Seventies cocksman, Peter, was lubing up his cockhead against Katarina's pussy lips. He had a hold of his cock shaft and was tickling her clit with it, sending her oozing pussy juices down the folds of her pussy and onto his cock head. He placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy and then pivoted one leg back to give the camera, and Katarina's boyfriend, an unimpeded view of what was about to take place. He gently pushed, and the head of his cock slipped inside of her as her pussy lips spread wide to accommodate his size.
Katarina moaned around my cock. Peter kept rocking forward and back, pushing a little bit more of himself inside of her with each stroke. He got to the point where he was about halfway inside her with each stroke and stayed at that depth with each push inward he took. Katarina started moaning with each stroke he made, humming around my cock. She was too distracted now to keep sucking and tonging my cock the way she had been, but she kept her lips wrapped around me and each time she moaned, I felt the vibration all the way down into my balls.