.don't worry. Mmmmm. F...feels s...so g...good," he cooed withbreathy excitement as he began to pump and then thrust in longer andlonger strokes!I c...uld feel the strokes getting longer now, how he'd be all the way in,tight inside pressing against me and then how he'd pull out until thebase of the bulbous head would stop at the tight stretched entrance andhow he'd push back inside in another long full stroke. I could hear thesound of the lubricant, the "splork" of each poking thrust as I. For the most part, he did keep his eyes on her face, which was always a bonus on a first date.After a couple of drinks, it was time for Daniel to visit the loo and to his surprise, Kay slipped off the stool and announced that she had to go too.As they approached the loos, Kay turned to Daniel and told him to follow her lead. There was one disabled cubicle and they both slipped inside before Kay hurriedly locked the door. Kay guided Daniel against the wall with the flat of her hand against his. " Well, OK, sir, the skill part," said Zo. "I can see that. But the rest of it—I mean, he could've killed you, Colonel, if he'd connected with that heel stomp." But he did not," Igwanda said smoothly. "And with you and the others to restrain him I cannot feel that I was ever in serious danger. Further, he is correct in one regard: the fact than an enemy has fallen at your hands does not necessarily render him out of the fight. One must disable him before it is safe to move on." I guess," the. What struck me was how subtly I had grown unfamiliar with the appearance of her naked body. Sex between us was stale and sporadic at best. The hot, unbridled passion between us was a distant memory. The equalizer to this whole event was the fact that Hilda had been able to manipulate both of us into an anonymous sport fucking session. I was taken back at how much I enjoyed fucking the hell out of my wife, when I didn't know it was my wife. It was obvious she loved getting fucked hard by a.