Steve, inches from Kathy's pussy, saw that her twot seemed more magnificent. His cock seemed banged against his trousers then began franticly licking, trying to capture every drop from her box. Kathy withdrew her hand and pulled Steve by the ears, bringing his mouth to her pussy.

"Take off your clothes, Steve," said Kathy. He rose, and rather carefully removed his underwear. He turned and looked at Kathy, his cock bobbing in the air.

Kathy let her robe drop to the floor, and sat next to Steve. She was naked now as they both were. They looked at one another with great interest.

Kathy touched Steve’s cock, seizing him gently, feeling the warmth and the thickness of him. Steve groaned as Kathy began to slowly pump his cock. He watched as her hands roamed restlessly over her own nipples and clit. He allowed his hips to move in rhythm with Kathy who was moaning now.

"Lie on your back, Steve." There was a new sort of urgency in Kathy's voice. Steve was lying on the bed, with his ankles and feet hovering over the edge. Kathy had to crouch forward a bit to mount him, but then she rose as much as she could. Kathy's breasts bounced as she lowered herself on to Steve's cock. She was moving slowly, in part because the position was a little precarious, but mostly because the sensation was so exquisite.

Kathy was writhing now, her buttocks clenching and unclenching as she worked her pussy with both hands. Kathy slowly rode up and down on Steve’s cock. Kathy had big, dark, hard nipples, and best of all, Steve could see her distended clit. Kathy was shaking now, and wailing again.

Kathy sat on the bed next to Steve, and reached tentatively down to his. She began to cautiously explore the area around her clit. "Yes," said Kathy. Her cunt muscles were rhythmically tightening around Steve's cock. "Yes," Kathy said again.

Feeling bolder, Kathy moved her fingers into direct contact with her clit, touching it the way she always touched herself when she was ready to cum. Steve and Kathy were both making sounds now, sounds that brought an orgasm that was approaching slowly but inevitably. Steve was the first to cry out, a cry of total release from all the different tensions he had experienced in the hour gone by, and as he arched his back, thrusting his cock as far into Kathy as it would go, she cried as Kathy, fascinated, massaged her own clit. Outside, the thunderstorm roared with new energy.