My hips bucked against the pressure of Larry's driving cock. I just wanted to weep with the joy of the moment, my husband watching as my insides clamp...d and released on this marvelous cock, his hand holding mine as our friend made me come. I felt absolutely flushed with love and tenderness for this marvelous man who allowed me the wondrous feelings I was experiencing.Larry was not done with me, yet. With my heart full of the overwhelming feelings of safety, security, and joy, Larry continued to. ” She hugged the girl, again. “I am sorry, Helen. This is a lot to experience at your age. Did I over hear that your mom and sister are coming?”“Yes, about midmorning.”“Talk it over with them. I don’t want you unprepared, Helen. I am not trying to scare you, this is just real.”“How do you do this doctor? I mean, you are specializing in this, you see it all the time?”“It is hard, you’re right, and sometimes I ask myself the same thing. But, I hope that I can make it easier and the occasional. Thank God I can swim. Thank God it was still daylight - at night ... I have got to stop thinking about that.The kitchen phone rings. I go to the top of the stairs and listen for the machine to pick up. If it's the school, I'm erasing it before my parents get home. It's not the school - it's Dad."Boy, you gods be damned well better pick up this phone or..."I pick it up before the 'or what' part, "Hey Dad." I try to sound casual but I doubt it works."What in the hell are you doing home, boy? Is. I was aware only of his hard cock being driven relentlessly, the rhythm constant and furious when Joe suddenly thrust hard. It was the last time, his cock erupting and filling me with his hot, sticky fluid. Shit, shit, shit. I was on the cusp of my own orgasm but Joe slumped on top of me. My pussy tingled, burned but there was no release. Frustrated as I was, I knew that having enjoyed four amazing orgasms so far, I should not complain about Joe having one single climax. As I settled back into.