You’re still going though, and as the last few drops squirt out from my urethra, you are still going strong.“Oh Christ, Vikka, how much more have ...ou got up there?”“Oh, that is it Annie…no more…but I think I win." “You’re the pee queen, Vikka, you know that."As the pee stops, you’re still strumming on your clit.“Oh Annie, now I’m going to come!”You sit down on the steps, and push two fingers up into your wet vagina as you climb towards your orgasm, gasping and panting. You’re shaking all over. Mike continued, “Harry took me on a little tour in which he showed me what happens to people who can’t control their drinking. He didn’t put it to me that way. Instead, he introduced me to some of the people that he knew. As I learned their stories, I came to the realization that I had to take control of my life. I haven’t had a drop since that day.”“Were you a Druid then?”“No, that was years before I met the Goddess,” answered Harry shaking his head in denial.When they arrived at the picnic. I do as I was instructed not so long before, and keep my body firm, waiting for his genitals to bash into mine. If the jerking around subsides, I merely flash the torch in his face again. Surely enough, his hips are bouncing up and down the bed and his cock is fully erect. It pokes into my thigh and buttocks a couple of times, and I'm sitting here tensed, waiting for his unprotected shaft to enter me. Finally, the anticipated moment, the angles align and his hard cock slides fully inside my hot. I was not disappointed, and neither was my cock. I noticed the thick bush of hair between her legs. I am a Brazilian kind of guy, but that did not stop me from exploring the gorgeous body lying on my bed. Karen was very responsive to my cock sliding into her. She moaned gently as I thrust myself into her, but she was not very adventurous and seemed unwilling to try anything but the missionary position. It was not the wildest and most memorable sex I had ever had. She spent the night and we made.