I could picture his cock and my pussy, in my mind.“OH FUCK... Oh fuckkk,” I yelled as my orgasm consumed my body. Joe was pounding my pussy now. H... wanted to cum in me while I was still having my orgasm. Suddenly he rammed his cock home. I felt my clit pulse as his pubic bone impacted it. This brought on another orgasm for me. I was holding Joe tight, his chest squashing my tits to my chest. My pussy was milking his cock hard, trying to get that last drop of cum inside me. When his cock stopped. . missionary style! I moved slowly in and out of her... no rush... I looked down on her as I proped myself on my elbows... still moving in and out of her wet but tight muff... I started to move a little faster, the slapping slurping noises showing how wet she really was... she looked up into my face not making a sound... her legs came up aroung mine as she started to contract around my cock... she was cumming again... I fucked her harder now and she lifted her head of the blanket and with her. When we finished the flash cards, I said, “Whatever happened to the one that asked me if I wanted to go to bed?”“Are you offering?”“In your dreams, Melanie!” I chuckled.“Just once, please? Just you and me? Just like before Jennifer? You still owe me ten orgasms in a row, remember!”I knew it was a bad idea, but I said, “I’ll think about it, OK?”“Yes!” she said excitedly.I sighed, “Can I ask you a question?”“Sure.”“When I mentioned owing Stephanie for all the favors she’s done for me, you gave me. She was almost as distraught over her father-in-law’s death as her mother-in-law. After all she had been his adopted daughter for a few months before her real father claimed her. Sarah was a wonderful wife for Anthony. People had ridiculed him for marrying the daughter of his own wet nurse, but he had never regretted his decision to marry her three years after the death of his first wife.Naturally, his thoughts strayed to his first wife. It had been an arranged marriage, for Edwina Archer, the.