"You're going to make me cum!"She pressed at the base of my cock and held her hand there, easing the sensations and allowing me to come back down from...the impending orgasm. Once I had calmed enough, she started to suck on me again and I very quickly built back up.My moans alerted her to how fast I was back on the verge of cumming. This time, she pulled her mouth from me and started to stroke me quickly with her hand."Oh, yes!" she cried as the first spurt shot from the head of my cock.Her eyes. He started slapping my ass and I moaned like a girl then he fingered my ass hole. Slowly at the start and faster with every stroke.Then he inserted two fingers and I felt pain first time that night which was nothing compared to what was to follow. He applied some lubrication on his fingers and my hole and inserted his fingers again and stroked me violently and I started screaming. He went for his jeans to get the condoms. He came back with the condom on and some kind of oil.I worried how this. .. aargh!" angrily he shrugged his arm away from her grasp and walked with as much wounded dignity as he could muster back up the steps.His useless left arm flopped like a broken thing. Left leg dragged just a bit as he laboriously climbed the stairs that, although they looked the same height felt twice as high and his feet felt like he had five-pound weights on them.His mind didn't feel old at all! Nevertheless, his goddamned body was all worn out. ("Oh death, where's thy sting?") See? He. And the warmth of intimacy informed the dance Lindy choreographed. Helena nearly begged to be brought into it. Her softer, thicker, more voluptuous body brought sensuality to the evolving piece and a lower center of gravity. Her less extensive and extended limbs and her less graceful body anchored us. She became earth to my flowing water and Lindy's intense fire and Miwa's ethereal air. The synthesis became the substance, the reality of the world: four elements interacting, interweaving,.