There was a fair crowd in the room by now and the atmosphere electric. I could hear Chantel moaning and grunting as each thrust expelled the air from ...er body. He was building speed and I knew he could not keep this up without cumming but Chantel was begging him not to stop.“Keep going, I am cumming” she cried at him.“Do you want my seed, slut? Do you?”“Yyyyeeeesss yes yes, please,” Chantel begged.“You want me to cum?”“Yes Yes, come now. Oh god. Now with me,” she cried.“Wait bitch…wait…here it. Only later would I even realize I'd hurt it. I just had to get to her. I grabbed her arm. She was still warm, her chest rising and falling slowly.Thank god she was still alive.My mind kept telling me I had to do something. I had to do something or she was going to die. I grabbed one of my towels, wrapping it around her arm.Now what?Get help, a voice screamed in my head. I rushed out of the bathroom, frantic to find my phone. I grabbed my purse and dumped its contents across my floor, throwing. I fucked her slow and steady for like an hour or so, she came 3 or 4 times in my slow fucking session. I pulled my dick out of her cum filled pussy and we went to the bathroom to clean up.we were soon on the dining table eating our dinner, we emptied out everything she had cooked. I was the first one to finish so i went to my stepmom who still had some bites left, i put her nipple in my mouth and started sucking.She felt this was very erotic.I took food from her plate stuck themto her pussy and. She kept looking at me in disbelief, smiling, thenfrowning, then grinning as I explained what I felt. She kept asking mehow I did it, and I finally explained how they had a tape of weirdmusic that helped induce the experience most of the time. Well, shedidn't believe me, and kept teasing me about it. I finally agreed toshow her my practice book and tape, and we went into the bedroom anddug the materials out of my backpack. I explained that a para-psychologist developed this music several years.