Ed stuck his head into the bedroom and saw the woman lying on the bed passed out. She had taken her shirt and bra off and dropped them on the floor. S...e had apparently dropped back on the bed, naked from the waist up, "to rest her eyes." Ed looked at her and smiled. She was a beautiful woman and built like a Playboy Playmate. Ed lifted her by her hands and pulled her into a sitting position. He grabbed the pajama shirt and put it on her. When he let go of her she dropped back on the bed. Ed. She was deliciously tight, and I groaned in appreciation as her hole swallowed my length. I'd never fucked anyone, to my knowledge, that had given birth to a child; it didn't seem to have caused her any problems, or perhaps she'd exercised those muscles to return their former tightness. Either way, it was heavenly as I began fucking her sheath with abandon.My rough thrusts ground Morrigan's tits against Leliana's, and she moaned and shuddered at the combination of sensations. I could feel her. Before I left, I reached between her legs and pushed the crotch of her panties deeper inside her pussy to absorb some of her juices. I made sure the panties were soaked with her cum. Then I told her to place them back in the wash basket before she left. She nodded with a slight smile. Emily took great pleasure in knowing my wife would wear the knickers we had just fucked in. I left her to wash the sex smell off herself and went back to my shower. Later I returned to the kitchen where the girls. She thought not for the first time that if people could look at the sexes with fresh eyes, they’d realize that much of the arousal procedure was of a nearly extraterrestrial bizarreness. Inflating appendages, engorgements, chameleonic color changes and Gallagher levels of stickiness.“Don’t people smoke afterwards?” he asked, sitting on the bed.“I’m a weird girl. Any other questions?”“No, I’m good.”“Come on, don’t be shy about it. It’s perfectly natural.”“Do you usually finish?”“I’m batting over.