“lets go home Bron…” , he said. Looking at me. Eyes locked together. Blue into blue. Lost again as though in our watery womb. “No. We are too ...runk to drive.” “ Let’s walk then” “Sister Mine” ( our pet love name for one another) Sister Mine, lets just walk. Take the short cut through Lake Chaweva. That was it. Our die cast.We left alone, said no goodbyes. He guided me out like a girlfriend, a lover. Behind me belly to back. His dick hard again, pressed into the small of my back. When did the. "Mmmm, you taste so good, Ryan. I want you to fuck me, fuck me. Fu-" I fucked her. I pulled my hips back, then thrust, HARD. Her tits jiggled and she bit her lip, eyes rolling back into her head. Then I did it again. And again. And again. I was fucking my Aunt Jenny, pounding her pussy? Her cock? I was fucking my Aunt Jenny's hot fuck-hole was what I was doing.Both of us were moaning and screaming how good we felt. I pressed my hands against her giant tits, palming her nipples while I fucked. He kept driving into her. His knot kept banging against the entrance to his master’s loose, sloppy, cunt.Claire knew Sultan’s knot was not fully engorged yet. Nature seemed to somehow make sure bitches were fully tied during breeding. She watched Sultan slamming his cock into his mistress, knowing it wouldn’t be long until the two of them were locked together indefinitely.Tori was surprised at the ferociousness of Sultan’s pounding. Her poor pussy was being bruised by his knot slamming against. He had a cut-away model of a woman's body showing the uterus, the pussy and all the necessary parts to show how the diaphragm was properly worn to make sure it didn't fail in its purpose.Then, Rob came to the part he thought eveyone enjoyed the most -- showing them how to use a condom. The girls seemed to really be into the male sexual model he had and the guys either dismissed the whole idea of using a condom or actually paid some attention to what he told them. Rob showed how to properly keep.