I was not as pissed off as I had been, so I backed off on my shoot-to-kill attitude. I could see the tension go out of Martha when I told her that. I ...ut the Glock G31 into safe storage in case I ever needed it, but I had no plans for it right now. As things stood, I would go back to my previous modus operandi and stick with the spikes in my shoes and the baton to subdue my enemies. Either one could easily kill if I wanted them to, but I was less bloodthirsty now.This looked like a good time to. So I decided to insert once again. This time she is asking. Shall I ride u. I said. Okay.Then she went top on me. And insert my dick on her pussy. She is very good on that. She loves top on every men. And while she fucking me. I was licking her boobs and pressing her boobs lots of crazy things. Happen. After 20 min she again reached her climax. Till now I don’t have single cum. Almost one hour sex. Still I didn’t get any cum. And she is so tried. She is about to sleep.So went to open the door.. This has to stop now. I open my mouth to tell him to get off of me now. The tip of his cock brushes past my lips and into my mouth. Fuck! That's not what was supposed to happen. I can't move my arms because of the way he's straddling me so I try to push him out with my tongue. This doesn't work of course. He reacts by pushing down. Paul somehow keeps massaging my thighs, but now with the way he's moving, he's practically slow fucking my mouth. He's big so when I try to speak it comes out. Through my passion I felt her body starting to shake, and I pulled away to look at her. She was tired, wet, probably in a state of shock and I needed to get her indoors and in a new set of warm clothes straight away. I kissed her cheek and whispered ‘dry clothes, now’ before I helped her up and then stood on slightly shaking legs. I didn’t want to let go of her, so I held her hand and walked her towards my car, quickly grabbing a set of clothes from the trunk, my cold skin telling me that I.