“Are you okay?” he asked.“I’ve never felt better,” I replied.A hot laugh broke into my ear as he guffawed. “Give me a few minutes before r...und two,” he announced.We lay still for a short while, with my beautiful god embracing me. A few minutes later he lifted, ordering me onto my back. With my legs held in his arms his re-entry took place. ‘Fuck,’ I thought, as he speared back into me, ‘this is going to be hectic,’ and it was! On my back, his knob felt twice as large. With my legs held against. He could do whatever he wanted to her. He would do whatever he wanted to her.Marius squeezed again, feeling Jenn’s body tightened as he cut off her oxygen. It was intoxicating, knowing the power he held over her. Jenn whimpered, the only sound she could make, trying to free herself. He felt her giving up, her eyes rolling back in her head and he released her throat, spilling his cum deep into her ass.Jenn felt Marius scr****g against every welt that the quirt had made. The cock in her ass. The buttons on her blouse strained to remain closed. I licked her along the succulent line of her throat and continued down into the v-ed opening of her blouse all the while I entered her deeply, rocking the plates and saucers on the table top. Soon Marissa’s moans joined the musical clink-clink-clink. ‘These walls are paper thin Marissa,’ I said into her throat. ‘Let them hear you.’ Marissa lifted her chest and wrapped her arms around my neck. ‘Come on. Sing for them.’ I imagined Mayuko and. Well. the coating on my cock is part me, part Molly, and part someone else. In thesentences and paragraphs that follow I'll enlighten you. That is why you're here, isn't it? Looking back over the past few months, I suppose it began this past March, on one of Molly's ‘girl's night out' evenings with her friends Shawna and Jacqueline. Molly was pretty tipsy when she got home that evening. She was so tipsy that Shawna had to drop her off at our house and made sure she got in OK before leaving. "Hi.