I wonder if it's possible to come just from him playing with your breasts? She'd read of women who had. They described it as a rounder climax, whateve... that meant.Morgan touched her legs. They practically flew apart, and she lay back, open and inviting. He knelt between her legs, his cock pointing straight at her. She caressed it several times, and then pushed it down toward her entrance.Morgan knew what to do at that point. He fit the blunt head of his cock against her opening and pushed.. Then he dropped thiscool fuchsia gun. It's not pink, you know. It's fuchsia." Her firm stanceis somewhat undermined by her dress and thin build. I suspect she weighsconsiderably less than average for her age.On TV, they're now talking about basketball, of all things, so I figure Imight as well continue to humor the kid. I point to the ray gun and say,"Can I look at it?" Sure." She hands it to me.The gun is heavier than I expected and solidly made. On one side I seethe word, MONTHANIZER.. " "I just wanted to be sure." "What the hell happened back there?" I look at her, trying to decide what I should tell her. She stares back at me, dried cum covering her face. Her eyes, though, are defiant, and I know I've got to tell her the whole truth. "Ted went crazy," I begin. "He tried to hurt you. If I'd been a second slower, he would have killed you." She just stares out the window as I explain what had happened. "You think I'm crazy, don't you?" she finally says. "I don't. She took an unusually long time in the bathroom, and when she finally came to get me she looked better than I had seen her in years. She really went all out, with new clothes, fresh makeup, the whole nine yards. And she even flashed me up her skirt to show me some sexy new underwear she bought. I guess maybe the thought of me having more sex with her friend, had a bit of friendly competition going on between them. It seemed my wife wanted to make no doubt that she was just as hot, and deserving.