A widespread rumor to the effect that I had sunk a Navy warship because her Captain insulted me was utterly bogus. I hadn't done very much to quash th... rumor for several reasons and now even people who knew the truth – and that certainly included Dean – found the rumor more appealing. I doubted it was for the entertainment value alone. I thought Dean might be deliberately building up my reputation because he was looking for some way to use me to his advantage. He hadn't found it yet and I was. Each new patch of skin exposed, causing Carlos's cock to throb harder in his pants."Scoot up Mary Helen, how is Carlos going to learn about sex, if you're hiding yourself?" Constancia chided her reproachfully.Nena was so confused and ashamed that she couldn't think straight, the whole experience almost surreal, like she was watching somebody else. She did as she was told, driven by the fear of the video, the commands of her tormentor and to a lesser but growing degree the incestual desires of. Thrak growled as he drank my juices. His hands squeezed my hips, holding me. He was so strong. I thrashed, but he kept my pussy glued to his mouth. He kept giving me pleasure.And I embraced the waves of joy.My head banged the headboard. I didn't care. Too much bliss consumed my body. My legs shot out over his shoulders. My heels drummed on his back. I shot my hands down. I gripped his woolly hair. I held on for dear life as the pleasures washed through me, driving me to insensate bliss.And then. Her moaning wasn't moaning anymore. She was grunting in a way that seemed muffled (as if she had a pillow over her face), yet it was still loud enough to the point where I didn’t have to put my ear close to my wall anymore. This went on for 45 minutes, full speed penetration and her grunting like it was the most intense orgasm ever. I was really impressed by hearing Lynn and Mr. Mystery Man fucking like bunnies for almost an hour. What happened next was amazing. After I started getting hard for.