................" she heard him say as he stopped and stood staring down at her exposed femininity. She had to cover herself, she thought frantically,...but found herself paralyzed, unable to move to cover herself. Instead, she lay there staring up at him stupidly. Neither of them moved for the longest time as time seemed to stop. They stared into each other's eyes, searching for something. Neither of them could bring themselves to break the spell. It was if they were under the spell of some. She let a little Oooh slip from her lips as the coldness of it entered her, but that was only a momentary thing. She clicked the little button at the top, and it quietly buzzed into life with a low hum. She toggled the big button three times and the vibrations changed to four second bursts, starting with low power, then rising to full power, then suddenly dropping down again. She let the sensations ripple up through her body for a while, then hit the button again. The vibrations changed to a. The empty bottles of wine I cleaned up in the living room and the used condoms I found on the floor (one a week later when I had to pull it out of the vacuum cleaner when it got sucked up from under the bed) showed me that indeed we had done it at least 3 times. But to this day I had no idea who it was.But I do know one thing. Shitting a few hours after I woke up, I knew he had taken my final cherry. And not used a condom when he did it. Not one I ever wanted to give up, but at least I had no. Clara started pulsating her pussy muscles on his cock. Eric responded, ‘That feels so good, I’ll always remember you this way.’ She started slowly riding him, then leaned forward for a long sexy kiss. He had already cum once, so they decided to not rush but enjoy the feeling for a long time. They would speed up their movements, then slow down, then occasionally stop. When stopped, she would pulsate her pussy muscles on his cock. When she did that, she could feel his cock jerk in response. They.