“Never, never have I felt like that, Jack! No one has ever done that to me!” Wendy wheezed from the release of her climax. I felt her shaking unde... me, her emotions were so overloaded.I pulled my hands from under her ass and raising up, pulled her tightly against me.“That’s the way you make me feel you, beautiful lady! It’s better than I ever imagined.”Laying her back down, we rolled on our sides with our bodies aligned from head to hips. I had my left arm under her neck and my right found her. I loved Elizabeth and was happy with her, glad that I had again, what I had lost before.But since I have promised truth in this narrative, I must then admit that not all of the girls escaped my eye. There were several most fetching young ladies in the tumult of pursuers. One who caught my eye was Hope Thomas. A girl of fifteen, just blossoming, fair with flashing green eyes which could catch me with their daring, then leave me hoping indeed as she would look away most demurely. The other girl. "You get it when we're done here. I took a pill myself...a little blue one...I'm gonna be hard for hours." He moved her hand to his crotch and she felt his bulge.He started pulling her t-shirt up. "I know you love it when I cum in you, Theresa. You're a real cum queen."She blushed, raising her arms above her head to help get her shirt off.He removed her glasses and continued, unsnapping her bra: "I also know you like not having any control. Without control you just take anything that. His partner kept up the frantic hip work, pushing harder against him as she bit her bottom lip and took him further inside her cunt. He felt her soft hair in his hands and wondered why she wore a wig. He tugged a bit and heard an audible gasp from the object of his attentions that sounded distinct, but familiar in an odd way. Claire definitely took the roleplay to the next level here. What did this have to do with the clowns, or was this just a bonus round to keep him from cumming too fast.