She turned and saw what I was doing. "Jesus, honey. I wish I had time…I'm so fucking wet…will it always be like this for us…? Damn…I pray that...it is. No time to have you inside me…but…"Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Louise leaned over me and took my bloated cock knob in her mouth. I felt my shaft sliding down her throat as she worked the muscles in her throat bringing me to that wondrous point of no return. I closed my eyes as her hand closed around my balls, squeezing them, massaging. "Then they couldn't come in the back way, either." You have that much power?" Tabatha asked, really impressed with the amount of pure energy this dark-haired, fifty-kilo girl could generate."Piece 'o cake!" Lisa said, grinning. "I could do this indefinitely!" It was true. She loved blowing things up! Carving new topography across the face of the planet was something she'd never thought of. And besides that, it was loads of fun!"You sure are easygoing, lately," Tabatha observed. "You're don't. Somewhere along the line our hands started toexplore one another. Our hunger was too strong for this to be a night ofromance, passion, and poetry.I felt his hands pressing into my flesh. They tore at the clothes thatseperated them from their goal. He was not alone in this. My hands clawedat his pants, wanting to free the prize that was hidden underneath. Westarted kissing even harder, pausing only for brief moments as ourclothes were shed and tossed about the room.Nothing was said. The only. Becky,” Harley was holding her ankles with her feet wide apart at the bus stop.Harley had endured five long days of the program. The chunky Donaldson sisters had reported Harley for being prissy and impolite to them to Frank. They even had video on a cell phone of Harley flipping them a bird and telling them to “Kiss her ever loving booty”.As compensation, Frank had said that every morning she was to hold her butt cheeks apart with her middle fingers like she was shooting a bird at the bus stop.