In no time she had clipped my pubic hair and shaved it clean. When she finished, my balls were as bald as a newborn. When she was done, Kate said, "Yo... have such a nice dzimumloceklis. Now I can taste it without all that nasty hair."My cock was hard and twitching when Kate took it in her soft mouth displaying unusual abilities at oral stimulation. Her tongue lashed out at my dick and balls, swirling her tongue around the sensitive bulb at the head. Then she slid it down her throat.I couldn't. We probably only managed to drain it down to chest level before I had to go home and start fixing Harold's super, but in the two hours that we bounced around on that bed I had more orgasm's than I'd had in the previous five years. I was one well-fucked lady when I staggered out of Al's bedroom. "Tomorrow? Same time, same place?" I asked as he let me out the front door.He smiled and said, "There's a key under the flower pot on the porch."All the way home I worried about what to tell Harold if he. “Oh shit, I’m sorry!” Peter gasped as he saw what had happened.“Fuck… It’s okay. You got me completely soaked!” Lara started to laugh, looking at her dripping wet shirt. When she looked up she noticed that Peter was staring at her chest.“Um, sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Peter said, quickly looking away but after a second his eyes were back on her. His gaze made Lara feel some type of way.“I should probably take this off before I catch a cold,” she said as she started to pull her shirt off. Peter’s. As she sank down on my lance, she sighed, "Aaahhhh, yyyeeeeesssssss."My own bliss was cut a little short as her hands clasped the back of my head and pulled me to her... right into the massive pillows of her breasts. It was like having my face pressed into a huge feather pillow, where the puffiness of the pillow billowed around me, providing a wonderfully soft landing place... but cutting off all air.I struggled and huffed and puffed until I felt myself growing faint. Suddenly she seemed to.