Ripples of ecstasy shuddered through my whole being, my only though was forcing my member ever deeper into her womb, to posess her utterly and in turn...take her to heaven. I felt her hands ripping my shirt open so our chests could commune as our loins did.“Please stop,” the mother pleaded. It was too much for the poor woman.“Brabbinger, pray deal with the mother,” I shouted.|My thrusts became ever more passionate, I nuzzled Miss Fanshawe’s neck, kissed her ear, crushed her chest to mine.“Very. Lord Kaelon’s face was scrunched up in the agony of pent-up release. He clearly had no desire to come in these brutal circumstances, but nature and the body’s instincts had a way of overriding the wishes of the mind. Phaeka tasted her husband’s pre-cum on her tongue. She knew how very close he was to losing control. Her hands stroked his stomach and abdomen as she lovingly brought him toward rapture.Yet before she could, she heard the crunch of many feet. Many, many pairs of feet. There was a. I was going insane until, one evening, I burst into tears telling her I needed cock and cum."I'm a cum-slut, a sperm-whore, a jizz-junky!!!" I cried.Instead of berating me, she patted my head saying, “Oh honey, I know what a complete whore you are when it comes to men. You've been such a good little slut.”She kissed me tenderly on the lips and said, “Don't worry. I have a surprised coming up for your birthday this Saturday and I promise it'll make you feel all better.”I hadn't been so excited. I laid Boudi beside Rekha’s body and began to lick her pussy and at the same time I was kneading Rekha’s one breast with my right hand.Rekha became calm and I thought she was enjoying my penis’s movement through her virgin cunt because often her pussy wall pressed my penis like biting. The pussy wall grasped my penis tightly but my penis dripped pre-cum and lubricated the pussy whole well. My pubic surface was hitting her fatty pussy lips and produced thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap.