. he was relentless, not caring that I was crying and sobbing. He just fucked me, on and on, and I thought the torture would never end. Finally, I fel... his cock swelling even more and Mr. Stevens grunted loudly, slammed his pubis hard against mine and he muttered, “Fucking hell, fucking hell” and collapsed down on top of me.He was heavy, crushing my chest and ribs, and I struggled to breath. After a minute or so, I couldn’t stand it any longer. “Please, Sir,” I gasped, “I can’t breathe.”Mr.. Katey kept her son's hand firmly in her own. Some minutes later her breathing became deeper and slower, and Rory realized that she was dozing off. He planned to let her sleep for a short while, and then he would free his trapped hand and return to his room for the remainder of the night. Katey made things a bit trickier by moving her hand down her front, taking her son's hand with it, to where they both came to rest just under the swells of her unrestrained breasts.This was becoming more. I had to tell him, he's the first one I've spent any time with.We showered and got ready for bed, Tom was naked, I had on a pair of boy shorts and a tank top. We hugged and kissed for a little bit and fell asleep. In the morning Tom was up, at least his cock was as I reached down to it. Tom kind of gave a low moan as I started to slowly rub it, spreading the precum that was oozing out over the shaft. Tom started to kiss me and explore my mouth with his tongue and was feeling my breasts. That's okay. I always come prepared."She leaned forward to reach for the pants she had dropped at the foot of the bed. She had efficiently stripped Harris and then pushed him back onto the bed. Her own striptease was a more elaborate affair. She took pride in showing off her body, in drawing Harris's attention to her completely shaved pubic mound — "better for swimming," she had claimed with a wicked grin.Before that, they had simply bypassed the whole seduction thing. Over coffee, Diana had.