Matt and Eileen followed us into the bar and asked if they could join us. They too had dined at the French restaurant and watched us leave. After some...small talk, Matt asked Beth how her afternoon went. We both blushed at his question and knowing grin. Beth admitted to him that he was right on target with his prediction. He and Eileen have worked as ther****ts and marriage counselors for 15 years. Matt said that he had heard it all. He said that the majority of what he sees are depressed women. 45, but after a lot of testing dozens of guns at the firing range I fell in love with my Glock 32, which shoots the beefed up .357 SIG round. It fires about the same weight slug as the pea shooting 9mm, usually about 124 grams, and zips merrily towards its target even faster than the 9mm, depending if you buy the good stuff like Speer Gold Dots or the cheap crap on sale to use for range fodder.Mass + Velocity = Ouch! 502 ft/lbs. energy vs the 9mm's wimpy 384 ft/lbs. energy.The math says my. My body went stiff from head to curling toes and I came in buckets almost with the force to again levitate her from the thrust provided. She kept riding my cock as it remained somewhat hard until it was completely soft. "Whew, that was great", Peggy said, "We need to shower again but I can barely move. I need to get up for work at five to be there by six-thirty so we should call it a night for now". "No wait, let me clean up the mess first" as I moved to eat out Peggy's pussy. "Eh,. Her moans had receded into short quick breaths.My dick must have been mashing her cervix into a pulp with the blunt force I was pounding her with. Almost too soon, I felt my orgasm start with a tingle at the tip of my dick and slowly flow across my whole body.As the wonderful sensation ebbed, I felt my balls clench up hard, almost painfully, as my dick began to contract in a series of strong convulsions. I could actually feel my hot sperm shoot up my cock. Because of the shower, I didn't feel.