“OOOHH! GOD YES!” I was still sensitive from when I came earlier and having that fine piece of meat enter me felt exquisite. He was controlled, he...was urgent, he was gentle, he was good. He kept me in the throws of orgasmic bliss for what seemed like ages before he finally joined me, releasing blast after thick blast of his man cream into my womb. When we calmed down from our mutual high, he leaned down and kissed me. “That’s what we’ll use for September.” “What?” I asked not understanding in. No, she shivered as if very cold. She wasn't cold, though. She was very hot. Her eyes, still fixed on mine, rolled back in her head, and the shiver became more pronounced. Suddenly, she stiffened and cried out, not loudly but louder than she'd been speaking. I felt the spasms of her orgasm squeeze and release my very hard erection. Still, she didn't move on me, and her eyes held mine. A small smile curled her lips."So good," she said as loudly as her orgasmic cry.She leaned and kissed me. "Fuck. Then she thought of her relationship with Morton. It brought a smile to her face. Morton was wonderful. She knew in her heart that he was a better match for her than Bobby, if she was honest with herself.But when she had seen Bobby with his face covered in dried blood, the depth of emotion it caused could not be denied. Her visceral reaction was forcing her to reassess her feelings. The fact that she was here in Bobby's room with him and Sammy, instead of in Julie's room with her boyfriend,. A match for my predilections, I pressed and impaled her up to my first knuckle; she penetrated me too. Groaning with encouragement, she kept going.“Oooh, English! You like that don’t you?”“Fuck yes!”The tip of that finger only fuelled my eagerness; she knew what it did to me. I pulsed hard, her tongue swirled over the head, and she eased me into her mouth. It was a superlative sensation, something that left me rigid, swollen to the maximum. Chasing her swollen clit with the tip of my tongue, I.