We got into bed, still nude, when I realized that we had said almost nothing to each other during our entire time together. I've always realized that ... don't talk much (read "at all") during sex because it breaks my concentration. Apprehensive that she wouldn't understand, I pulled to me and asked if she all right with everything that had happened. She just smiled, looking much more mature than just hours before. Rolling against me, she nestled into my shoulder and put her arm over my chest. In. The feeling stirs in you, like flashes of light to your sightless eyes, rushing through your system, and your body shiversCloser and closer you feel the lips, a short period of time but it feels like an eternity of anticipation, of need?please?please?please touch me there?.your mind screams your desires but no words escape your lips? you were instructed not to make a sound?but how can you hold back with all these sensations ripping blissfully through you. Your lips, those tender lips which were. He was on his third straight day of beatings. He couldn't last much longer.I gripped the armrest as we dropped lower and lower, my heart hammering in my chest with a sudden rush of nerves. We were invisible, no-one could see us landing. Please, please let no-one drive out onto the runway. I looked out the window and watched as the ground seemed to rush up at us. The flaps were coming down, the airplane was slowing. And then the jarring impact and the sudden, roaring deceleration as we touched. Damn this is the hottest woman alive, he thought.“Stan, I never believed another man could please me after being fucked by Nicky. But after Nicky described your cock, I now think it may be possible. Otherwise, I would not be here. Men have lusted after me for years, but you have gone above and beyond in your desire to fuck me. I still can’t believe you sucked Nicky off. I hope I don’t disappoint,” she said.“Baby, I’m sure you won’t,” Stanley replied.They quickly undressed. I don’t know who was.