I am way past upset, Thomas. I have just had the worst fucking day of my life. Im sorry to hear that, sir. Ill let you go, then. I nodded and headed...to the basement stairs. I punched in the code to unlock the door and started down them, once again marveling at the amount of time it must have taken for Ella to transform a modest family basement into a soundproof sex chamber. I punched in a second code at the bottom of the stairs, and when the door swung open, I closed my eyes and took a deep. ”Bonnie said. “He feels so nice Ellen. You are such abitch for not sharing him earlier.”She started to move up and down on my cock very slowly atfirst. Her pussy felt so different from my wife’s. Bonniewas not as tight and she did not have the muscle control.Ellen contracts her pussy muscle when she is on the upstroke, and this drives me crazy. Bonnie’s pussy feltvery nice nonetheless. She was very wet and I could feelher pussy juice leaking down my leg to my ass.. Moaning around my hardness as my flicking tongue plays with your clit. You can feel it brushing against my teeth as you taste the pre-cum beginning to leak from me. My tongue sliding between your lips, sucking on your hot pussy as my tongue fucks into your wetness. In and out as you stroke me harder and faster. Both of us quickly climbing higher and higher towards a nice climax. Your ass rocking back and forth on my face as I eat your deliciously wet cunt. The juices pouring from you into my. It is pure instinct, regardless if you’re aware of it or not. If your brain doesn’t need to pump hormones, to give you the rush you referred to, it won’t. There are countless activities that can reproduce that kind of rush. Make no mistake, Megan, the more extreme types of activities you participate in, the greater the risk is to get hurt, and, the possibility of permanent damage is ever existent. The rush you referred to is, after all, is a self-preservation mechanism to protect us from.