I don't do much during the day, clean the house, clean the clothes, and talk to some long distance friends over the internet.To break the monotony of ...y day, I write. All of my stories have to do with sex; it is an outlet for me and the thoughts that go through my head. I am a highly sexual person, and the stories help me to release some of my sexuality. Being highly sexual is a part of the problem that I've briefly mentioned, though, it took a long time for me to embrace who I am, and I had. It rushed her over the edge again – the white-hot lightning vibrated her, she shivered under him as she could not stop another bolt of electricity crashing through her body. The hot orgasm poured over and through her, like the piss in the bathtub. Gasping for breath, she opened her mouth to show him the pooled liquid inside. In a surprise move, he leaned forward, stuck his tongue inside her mouth, dipping into the warm pool and tasting together with her. Fucking her couldn’t be more intimate. They were both the same height but Sam was much skinnier where Melissa's body was athletic and fit. Finally, they both had the most amazing pussies, my mom's astonishingly almost as tight as my sister's only topped with a darker strip of trimmed hair, where Sam had a teenager's recently blossomed bush of soft blond hair. A loud groan from Sam woke me from my mesmerized gaze over their naked female bodies.I gave each a last deep thrust with me fingers as I slowly pulled them out, the two women. The men stroked their cocks vigorously as thesissy squealed and wept as the lash bit home, Honey did not hear a crackwith the next delivery, just a swirling noise as her master expertly madethe whip coil about her middle, causing her exquisite pain; the crowdjeered and applauded as a sweet red line was left upon her cheeks.Through her tears, Honey was now enjoying the pain; she saw some of themen shoot wads of cum, the spectacle so sweet they were unable to hold ontill the end; Honey's little.