My dick and balls were starting to get that tingling feeling. Her body felt warmer inside and out. My strokes slowed to prolong the feeling I was expe...iencing. I could feel the pressure building up to the climax. Finally I could hold back no longer and with a strong deep stroke shot my seed deep within Pamela's love hole. It seemed I could't stop pumping; her tight pussy was milking me dry. I could feel the cum still flowing into her. I finally collapsed on top of her corpse and lay there. ............, then I stopped thinking. Patty was getting faster..........., and bolder, nearly lifting clean off my cock...............Then it happened, the muscles in her vagina must have spasm-ed, they gripped me like a vice as Patty tried to get all my cock in her sheath, they relaxed.........., then clamped. It was just like when Anna had shut of the flow of my sperm in the shower to give Patty some and it worked the same way now, I climaxed.I could feel my cum racing up my cock and. "I can't decide if he's a good guy or a bad guy."Sandy glanced at her before replying. She sat, the papers in her lap momentarily forgotten. She had been reviewing the changes she had been considering in her presentation, but now focused on the road ahead, though not seeing much that was there."My guess," Sandy answered, "is that he's neither. I think he's just a more-or-less honest workman who got caught in the middle." More-or-less?" Helen asked."Well, yeah. I mean, he didn't refuse to carry. His son is hard again and uses my mouth. After Earl, he takes his turn between my legs and does a nice job of emulating his dad's rhythm. My pussy gets its third load. I'm pouring cum by now, but Sam is horny again. Back up on my knees, my ass up in the air and my head on the mattress. This time Sam takes me hard from the start; I cry out as his balls smack my cunt, and try to stay on my knees. His pillow muffles my shrieks of pleasure, my cries of pain. Stamina. Sam is a block-layer, a.