It was the last week before "Zodiac" left the theaters. Oh how I love Jake Gyllenhaal. As we sat in this empty movie all I could think about was fucki...g her. I wanted her. I yearned for her. To touch her, and be touched by her. I wanted to have her clit in my mouth more than I wanted my next breath. My passion for her was incredible. I was trying to contain myself, trying to focus on the movie when she leaned over and whispered in my ear "I want to taste you so bad right now." Only God and I. He asked, “I thought your husband licked thecome from your cunt.” I laughed and told him, “Don’t worry, he’s going to lickthis all up!” (AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}}); I then kicked off my shoes, took off my skirt and shimmied out of mypanty hose and panties. I straddled his lap and rocked back and forth on hiscock until it was buried all the way in my pussy. As soon as it was all theway in, I began to come. I fell. Perhaps I should explain what will be happening." Hours?? thought Flora. I can't believe that. Would she really leave us like this for that long? I can't take another session like that last one, I'll have a coronary! But she knew that she had no choice, and that she could endure an almost brutal level of over-stimulation, if she had to. "Jason, you expressed an interest in Flora's beautiful costume. Let me tell you about it. Under the mask, of course, she is gagged by an inflated balloon of. I got to my knees and laid her on her back, preparing for the final step of the session. I suckled on her until the pressure was relieved and she was no longer in pain, pummeling her the entire time. I pulled myself off of her breasts and leaned back, watching her breasts roll back over her head, wobbling back and forth across her body with the force of my thrusts. I looked at her face, still dominated by the image of my cock working its way out of her lips, and smiled. She would be forever.