Squirt after squirt, he continued using his hand on my dick, amazed by the volume I was putting out.I finally gave one last jerk before collapsing, ne...rly passing out. When I finally looked up, Eric was laying on his back, jerking himself off while he smeared my cum all over his chest, dipping his fingers into his mouth with the samples he scooped up.He came pretty quick, and he had never cum so hard before in his life. He slipped his finger in his hole while he came, shooting his load onto his. A few seconds later I had bottomed out inside her. I was balls deep in my girlfriend, and she just sat there for a few seconds to get used to the girth. Then, she picked herself up and fell back down. We both moaned. She did it again, this time putting my hands on her hips to help her lift up higher. Higher and higher, faster and faster, moaning louder and louder the whole time, until, finally, she came-her second orgasm of the day. Two thrusts later, I said, "Babe, I'm cumming," and shot. Straight legged, she bent more than double from the waist and her skirt climbed higher and higher until I could see she was wearing stockings. Stockings! Who wears stockings to work when she could wear tights? In Winter! Did I remember her saying on one occasion that she never wore stockings?There in front of me, low as I was on the sofa, were a pair of stockings on the most deliciously shapely legs, and above them pale, naked thighs, slim, tight and firm. The most delightful thing was that the. .?” She gasped audibly, realizing it was a collection of records and pictures of her past life, long before she'd gotten a sense of responsibility and clarity. Her brown eyes darted through each piece of evidence, bringing back many bad memories and regrets from high-school and college, and from what she could tell, it wasn't even half the stuff she'd done to herself.“Are you blackmailing me?!”“Keep your voice down, Jessica...” Michael smirked and observed her behind his drink.“You can't do.