She then looked down at Jake, giving him an order to fill her cunt with his cream. Her jaw grew slack as she focused on the ricocheting emotions... that were slamming into her from all sides. She fucked her co-workers until she was gasping for breath. Soon her come was shooting free and blanketing Jake. Seconds later she was feeling hot lava in her ass and steamy milk mingling with her honey. She squealed as her climax carried her through several spurts of both . “I’m not just his slut, nor his property. I’m his wife! Giving myself to him for his pleasure didn’t mean denying myself a happily ever after, because I am everything to him, and he is everything to me. It turns out, you were the fool for not seeing the gift I had given you. You made me believe that I was nothing, that I should be satisfied with table scraps. Well, I deserve the whole God damned smorgasbord!”“Emily, I…” he started, stunned by her anger.She stopped him in his tracks, “It’s Emmy,. One girl had fearlessly admitted she wanted to learn how to kiss really well, so that she would knock her boyfriend out of his socks. The other girls giggled, and joked about "kissing lessons," but Brenda made it pretty clear that a lesson or two wasn't a bad idea. Whispers followed during a sleepover: "Brenda, could you... I mean... help me..." and "Hey, I heard Brenda gave Lisa some lessons..." and the rumors started to fly. How, everyone wondered, do you get kissing lessons from someone of. My penis would usually start getting hard, which pissed me off, so I'd wait until it was soft again. My balls would wrap around the shaft like 2 puffy and engorged pussy lips. It always felt so good to pee with force completely backwards. That wasn't enough, though, I craved more excitement. I didn't ever want anybody to actually see me doing this of course, but the idea that somebody COULD really excited the hell out of me. So I started, very late at night, pulling up the window to my bedroom.