My erection hadn't subsided at all. I stroked myself through the material of the thong. Mr. Richards body, his cock, his hands forcing my head down, c...nsumed my thoughts. I pulled the thong back and quickly stroked my cock. On the fifth stroke, I erupted, shooting cum higher than I ever had before. I collected what I could from my stomach and tasted myself for the first time. I savored the second load of cum that I'd had in an hour, in my life.Coming back to reality, I quickly wrote an email to. Mmmm!" followed.Bob had given a little thrust into her.She was sore from her first impalement less than a half hour before. But Mandy had found out the pain of the first time quickly turned into pleasure. Bob had only given her a gentle thrust but it violently awakened the demon within her. Her lust sprang into motion drowning out the sting. Once more her most basic of instincts took over."Oh, my God. I love you!" Mandy sighed as she drew their lips close again."I love you!"She rotated her hips. Far below were the curled clips of pubic hair that formeda brow over his genitals; a pale soft penis flopped over peach-fuzz coveredballs. In a boy still looking to grow into his body, his sex organs had wonthat race months ago. While still matching the pale fairness of the rest ofhim, they appeared to have come from a similar but somehow larger boyaltogether.The creature positioned itself over the boy, its arms straddled theteenager's sides, closely holding its place; its protruding snout. "I didn't even work it out when she was sick in our cabin as she woke upnext morning," I added. "I simply thought she was sea-sick."But when she was sick again in our villa, this morning, it didn't take amastermind to work out the cause. Obviously, I was over the moon - juston the point of dashing out and buying a bottle of champagne until Fionasaid the baby was not mine, but Jacque's - the guy living next to ourvilla."She wanted a divorce, so she could marry the father of her child. And.