My eyes went glassy and I clamped my thighs together. My goodness, I just had a small orgasm. Rick whispered, "You just came didn't you?" I smiled and...nodded. He grabbed my hand and we fairly flew to the car. He held the door open for me (always does, such a gentleman. Remember that guys). As I slid in, I let my skirt ride way up my thighs. He could see my pale blue panties and the wet spot in the crotch. His waist was at eye level to me. I could see he was getting hard. I stroked it. I said,. She struggled. ‘Danny!’ ‘Mom,’ Danny said sleepily. ‘I wasn’t doing anything. I swear.’ ‘Let me roll over, honey. I’m cramped.’ He shifted his weight without saying anything, allowing her to roll over and face him. She lay with her face pressed against his chest, one hand against his ribs. His arm wound back around her, claiming and trapping her just as thoroughly as Steve ever did. Soon he breathed deeply again, but his arm remained in place. Christie drifted back off herself, thinking. What she thought of was Matt, taking her from behind. It had been her introduction into anal sex and she’d been afraid, the first time. But Vaseline had made it go much better than she’d imagined. He’d never penetrated her vagina completely, but after they decided to stay together she’d obtained Harold, so she knew now what a nice, long, stiff thing felt like in her sexual channel. Matt’s penis in her rectum felt completely different. It wasn’t unpleasant, once she learned how not to fight it,. "It's getting really hard to think straight. I just want you to stay inside me forever." That would be nice," Aaron agreed, "but it's just too dangerous. The longer I keep my cock inside of you, the more dangerous it gets. Still, I don't feel the urge to cum at the moment, so I'll go deeper into you than I did that last time." Oh fuck yes!" Samantha moaned wildly. "Deeper Aaron, deeper." I think that's deep enough," Aaron panted. "I'm only about an inch and a half from bottoming out inside.