Her ass slapped harder, faster upon my body. My cock prodded deep inside her wet hole. Her breasts jiggled and bounced upon her chest. Her neck and up...er chest were flushed, just like her red face. That beautiful sound of wetness caused by my cock thrashing into her wet hole echoed from below."I'm cumming!" I yelled out. Amy didn't stop though, she continued to ride my cock. "UGH!" I groaned loudly, forcing my head to snap back into the pillow. My cock pulsated, where I felt the wave of cum run. He starts pounding away, and with his hands squeezing my tits he pulls me up straight, so everybody there can see me. Then he comes. He pulls out his dick and with one hand rubs my pussy. It has become all wet. He bends over, licks one of my tits and says; It looks like you've enjoyed this as much as I have. I feel ashamed, bu the worst part was that this remark seemed to be the signal for the rest of them to have a go. All through the workday I feel this constant pounding on my ass, my face,. “Come, sit here in the parlor, and tell me, tell us,” Sammy said as she motioned to Jennifer. “What’s going on? What’s got you so...”Cathy, Lynette and I took a seat on the beautiful formal, styled couch, while Jennifer sat in a gorgeous striped, wing-chair. Paul took Sammy’s hand and sat with her on another beautiful sofa across from us.Paul took a deep breath and slowly exhaled part of that air before he turned towards Sammy and said, “There’s no easy way to say this to you, Sammy, and to you. I felt the electricity humming around it. A hands breadth closer, and it would have stunned me. I would have made a small meal, an appetizer.My heart racing, I scrambled to my feet as it whipped around and hissed. I had one other type of bomb in my pouch. Lightning crackled. I threw myself to the ground. I rolled on muddy leaves as the bolt arched over my head.I shoved a hand into my pouch, searching for a bomb marked with the chevron. Spiral. The couatl slithered closer, tongue.