My knee highboots were now a pair of red, strappy sandles with what looked to be 5inch heels. I could feel that my makeup had become that much heavier...andmy brown hair was now pin straight and draped over my right shoulder."Much better," she said as she pulled me in for a long deep kiss. I couldfeel my knees quiver as I felt like I was about to explode into anorgasm. "If you think that was good just wait until it's bedtime," sheadded with a suggestive smile. All I a could do was grin. They lay together for some time, quiet and whispering to each other while volunteers, both male and female, came over to touch her and separate her labia to see all the semen Jake left there.****From a bag, Riff pulled three squeeze hand pumps attached to one large and two small suction cups. These were for Beth’s tits and pussy. Brian and I each took a small one and covered a nipple with a suction cup, and proceeded to squeeze out the air and force the nipple to expand and distend.Another. Of course, if the truth were known I don’t have the time to think about and write alternative stories to the ones that I have only barely managed to push out, yet I persist in stretching my limited time resource to accommodate what could well become a passion. So, I ask myself, why do I do this? Why do I add this stress to my already crippling schedule? Why do I subject myself to the terror and potential embarrassment of rejection by the readers? Quite simply, I think I do it for four reasons:. I then had what was probably the longest and most earth-shattering orgasm of my life, as she clutched to me tightly and continued to grind against my cock and groin. I gasped “Ginny, it’s Ok I’ve come.” She replied. “I know but I haven’t, and I have to now!” She then urgently grabbed my hand and led it to her pussy, rubbing it against her wet lips, perineum and asshole. I got the drift and caressed her as she ground away, before kissing me again, shuddering massively a number of times while.