Having gone eighteen years without one, the penis didn’t really feel like a part of her. Instead, it seemed to Angela that all the sensations she fe...t as her cock ploughed into the wet and willing mouth of her closest companion were emanating from a place a few inches outside of her real body. What were missing were the sensations she should have been feeling from her womanhood. The undulations Gwen sensed throughout her body added a wonderful counterweight to the heat and light she felt deep. The second volley hit my chin and neck, my third and fourth landed onto my chest in two long streaks. The fifth, sixth, and seventh squirted onto my rock hard belly. The next three petered out and dribbled down my hand and rod to gather in my pubes. That was one of the best morning sessions that I’d had in a while. I laid back and closed my eyes, still panting from the fury of it all. I found myself whispering out loud, “Oh, Amber, how I want you. I wish that I could tell you how I really feel.. "I have so many friends now."By now, the hormones had started taking effect. I no longer got hard-ons any more, which was a big relief. I wouldn't turn gay. Even when I thought of Bob, my penis would stay soft and flaccid. "You're impotent," my wife announced.The word frightened me a little. Like, wasn't that supposed to be a bad thing? But Kathy was clearly delighted. She told me that I wouldn't be getting hard-ons anymore, ever. As a reward, she took off the chastity device. Then she taught. She moaned softly into his neck, and he let his hands brush across her shoulders to remove the dress, the slinky redness falling easily to the desk. He pulled her to him, and she unbuttoned his shirt with skillful fingers, her breasts now against his bare chest. He caressed her slowly, gently – flames burned inside, setting hot sparks blazing unfulfilled desire in their veins. She was naked beneath the dress, and liquid in his arms, letting him touch her freely, tenderly savoring the feeling of.