"Yes!" she gasped breathlessly. "Come up my ass." Then a half minute later she cried out, "HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER!" Her pelvic movements had intensifi...d, fanny shaking like a bowl of Jell-O while my pounding pistol kept driving in and out of her dark hole. After another thirty seconds, I had passed the point of no return. I came with a violent ejaculation, spraying a volley of sizzling semen deep toward her bowels. That triggered another blast and in rapid succession I shot four waves of semen. "Brought you some groceries," Paul announced unnecessarily as he put the sack on the counter in the kitchenette. He unslung the recorder and set it aside."Did you bring me any clothes?" Judy asked. Paul shook his head."Couldn't. How would I explain running around town with a bunch of girl's clothes under my arm?" Did you bring my pills at least?" Judy demanded, angry.Paul grinned, reaching for his pocket. "Oh yeah, brought those." He handed her the plastic dial pack.Judy fumbled one of the. “Whoooaaa was that wit? A bit of sarcasm? Seems like this box is working wonders already, huh? Hey, hand me my phone on top of that drawer over there, will ya?” she pointed to a tall beige drawer on the far left of the bed and he lumbered over to pick it up and then back – handing it to her. While laughing, she snatched it from him, sat up and rested her back against the headboard with both legs outstretched. The phone went to her ear after she dialed a contact and it rang a few times before. During my last year in college, Vicky had gotten a job working in the largest bank in Hardrock and even after we were married she kept on working, having in mind to do so until she got pregnant.We have now been married for over five years and we both continue to work. While I work for the government on a special project, she is still working for the same bank, but now she is the head Mutual Fund Officer at her bank and she continue to take evening classes once a week in Bellington which is.