.. I’m not a fucking virgin anymore!” Val cried out as she squirted on my still throbbing dick.“I guess that we’re shacked up now!” I teased...Val as she pushed back eagerly at me in the missionary position.“Did you want to change positions next time?” she asked me now.“Let’s try doggy ... and then you can pick the next position after that,” I told Val as we continued to fuck, “but first, let’s finish this way ... and take a shower.”I didn’t need my mind powers to convince her of that, judging. Sam cried as she put them on, but set her face into a determined look and stopped crying. Keith handed her his rifle and she expertly checked it to be sure that it was safe, though she found that it was loaded. Keith pointed out a target for her to shoot at, so she put a cap in place, aimed, and fired with no wasted motion. She hit her target. Sam quickly and expertly reloaded, aimed, and fired at the same target, which she hit.Keith said, "That's enough, Sam. I'm satisfied that ya kin hit a. So unless you send me dirty emails i will not write more stories. Send me pics of your dicks and i will send pics back. I am sorry for such a long intro but i really wanted to get my word out that if i am exciting you and making you cum, you are imagining fucking me, tearing my clothes off, making me your slut, then why cant you tell that to me in email so even i can get excited.Thus is just a humble request from your little slut.. Please honor it and i will honor your dick with my stories and. He got his own back. Last trip to London, he dared me to travel on the tube wearing a short dress and no underwear. The train was packed, but he managed to finger my juicy pussy and make me moan into his ear! We returned to the hotel that night by taxi, and he finger-fucked me on the backseat, making sure the driver knew what was going on. Not long ago, we had a weekend away in the Lakes. Driving down the edge of Wast Water, we pulled off the road, and climbed over the wall. Cars passed by on.