When the conversation lulled for a moment, Laura interjected, “Pete, you look like you’re finished.” Pete was half way through a second helping ...nd literally had a fork half way up to his mouth. The fork descended as Mrs. Babinger continued, “Why don’t you go have some cream for dessert. Drain the beast’s balls for him before he explodes.”That’s why she’d asked me about a safeword, I realized. What she proposed was pretty far outside anything my husband had even talked about. Pete just nodded. Because the Grove was overhung by the cliffs above it slightly, the Moverts would have to come down the steep slope (no going back) either side and re-group, or drop themselves off the cliff and try to slip through one of the gaps between the boulders individually. The slope on the north side of the cliff was broken by the ravine that Scott planned on moving his forces along, but it was only a foot wide and a foot lower then the uphill ledge. Forces running downhill would naturally leap the. All over his bed. He had to stop his fucking, as he said he was too close to coming. He withdrew from her pussy and sat on the edge of the bed for a while, lighting up a smoke. I stroked his belly with my foot, and he rubbed my sole first with his hand then with his cock. We laughed, and she wrapped her arms around me. We lay close together for a long while. The music changed to GnR’s Paradise City. He smoked, rubbed the big metal rings in his pierced ears, and flicked his hair over to the. I couldn't get enough of the sweet pleasure that came with that firstsatisfying penetration. The feeling of his cock parting my flesh anddriving deeper always shook me to my core. I squeezed myself around himas he pressed deeper and gasped as he throbbed hard and thick inside me.It was a feeling like no other, and it was only the beginning.I pressed my hips up, helping him to drive to my furthest depths until mymound was grinding into the very base of his cock. Nothing could haveprepared me for.