As she hit the couch, we both started humping each other faster and harder, now that she had some back support. I plunged and pistoned my cock in her ...leavage, the friction and softness driving me insane. This woman wanted cum in her tits? She was going to get a bucket-load!I managed to look down to watch her bulging, squashed breasts bouncing with each thrust. Her cleavage was mesmerizing, and I knew as I fucked her that my cock was in there somewhere, but no matter how hard or far I pushed. Then we returned to the slow, languorous pace of sated lovemaking. Eventually we slept.We finished an early breakfast by six the next morning. After breakfast, we went our separate ways. Kendrick left to join our married bodyguards at their hotel so they could all be hopped back to their home worlds. Sereine and one of my bodyguards waited until the weapon school was open, and then left to pick up the energy rifles and equipment I had ordered from the school. I hopped my two bodyguards and. He hadn’t really had much trouble finding her house…he’d looked it up on the Internet…imagined driving there. It wasn’t that big a town, it was a pleasant, upscale suburb comfortably removed from a major city. He drove by the house three times certain that some neighbor had already called the police to report a suspicious car prowling the street. It was a pretty house, older and with far less yard than he would have liked but typical of the area. As he was a few houses away on his third pass. .]And Edith opened her eyes.... To see the two bashful virgins climbing the stairs. He was naked, and he was carrying her. She was wrapping her legs round his back, and what was that? Miss Dustyhole’s bloomers were lying in the bowl of whipped cream!A minute later, a steady thumping started from the ceiling. (Freddie’s bedroom was overhead.) VIRGINS NO MORE!?Damn!? said Edith, which was the strongest language she’d ever used. She was very, very displeased. ?Oh well, there’s always.