I was silent for a while, dwelling on this discomforting thought.Maggie brightened for a moment, and then said “OK, enough of that negativity, have ...ou noticed that when you have sex, there’s no residue? Your spunk just seems to be absorbed somehow. That’s never happened to me before. When we’ve had sex, I can feel you pump a load into me, and yet there’s nothing to clean up afterwards. What do you think that means?”“Yeah, I’ve noticed that too,” I replied. “That never used to happen before. My. I had one nipple in my mouth as I fondled her other breast, her chest rising and falling faster and faster. Then, I decided to move on and began kissing and licking down along her stomach and into her navel as she continued to rub my cock. Her other hand was petting my cheek as I travelled down her body. "Mmm, that's nice, Ron, really nice," she murmured as I licked a trail down onto her abdomen. My hand was on her panties as I dragged my fingertips down onto her pubic mound and rested my hand. Their entire worlds centered around their fusion. Her flower squeezed tight around him, his rod merging them as one flesh.It was somehow romantic and raw. Sweet and ferocious. They moved almost in slow motion, and then at the speed of light. One moment it was as if the sounds of their moans were muffled underwater, and at the next, they were echoing loud off the cave walls.The edge was near. The moment was at hand. Neither of them ever wanted it to end, and yet neither could much longer prolong. We had just reached the top step of our climb when Murphy’s law took a hand. A monster Norway rat ran right in front of me and startled me, causing me to stumble. Damned if I didn’t fall into a pile of empty food cans. I don’t know if they were simply discarded at a convenient place or if they were there to act as an alarm, but there was no silencing the rattle they made as I fell into them.There were five men gathered around a fire they had built on the concrete floor, and they reacted.