’ ‘Anyway, after I while, I got up and went home. I don’t know why, it was the only place I could go, I guess,’ she said wistfully. ‘Max was...awake, the woman was gone and I was just starting to get really, really, pissed off. ‘I sat at the kitchen table and in he waltzes like it’s just another day at the office. It was all I could do to keep from taking a carving knife to his balls! ‘I opened the photo package and pulled out the pictures. Naturally he wanted to see them, so I handed them to. There was much laughter and odd talk as the joint quickly disappeared. Eventually we landed at a small park and took to the lone picnic table there, after swishing the snow off the top. I was flying high.“We should’ve brought some food,” Lara mused.“Tell me about it. You should just start storing your joints inside bags of chips or something.”She guffawed. “Like that would be subtle.”“Better than starving to death. I’m about to start eating the snow.”“Fine, but stay away from the yellow. I could feel him expanding to a full, solid erection; filling me completely. His thick veins rubbed against my walls and his shaft throbbed. God he felt so good. We watched our expressions as we moved together, our bodies flowing in sync. If there was ever a doubt of our love, there was none now. Our bodies and our hearts were as one. As I moved up and down in a steady rhythm, we were both close to climax. We wanted to cum together. I pushed down hard, taking all he had to offer me, and giving. The mechanical fit was perfect.After a few strokes the softness and warmth of her made him immediately clamp down so that he did not come too soon. The feel was too good. He stroked slowly as if she was a fine wine to be sipped and enjoyed slowly. She was not a shot of cheap fortified wine to be slugged down.After she had come several times, he let himself go and slowly ejaculated into her what felt like a quart. It was a slow effortless kind of orgasm that was very fulfilling and felt like.