Her back gave out over the bathroom sinks and her head was now flat on the counter. "You're done." I said, still with plenty of fight left in me. "Oka... Nancy let's do this." I said. Nancy slid down toward me, and she was ready to be fucked. Her love hole was dripping, and I saw it glistening. "Do it Jeff." She said. I took my cock and shoved it deep inside her, and her body became weak right away. Her gasp "Ahhh" took me by surprise. It had always taken a long time to get Nancy off, but I guess. To deny herself release improved the accuracy of the image, her reflection in nature. While her fancy fantasized about making her come, repeatedly, violently, she was oblivious, blind to all of the signs. She was nothing but a wilted wallflower, and he, though he secretly despised everything he was, had still carried the school through an average of 13 pigskin victories a season for the last six years. His vapid girlfriend had been on the sidelines, cheering him on for all six of them. Nothing. Even the flood of warm semen made her cumm. When the last few ounces of jism were seeping into her, the bright light dissipated and Kitty woke up. She was drained, but her thong was still on. The sheets were still on the bed, but, her thong was soaked. She looked for the gallons of cumm she knew had to be there. Nothing as she felt all over the bed. Kitty settled down, she told her self it was just a very erotic dream. One like she never experience before, but, it was just a. Normally I let the staff wear what they liked so as long it was ingood taste. I do have plans for a family section. On special occasions orHarbor Days they were told to wear dark blue or black docker pants and astriped shirt. Matching vest was optional. Plus a " Dixie Cup " stylesailors cap.Irene said with some glee, "I see you are catching on to the plan. Do youhave anything to add that might help?"I said with some laughter, "Yes I do. Call him Wench Wendy or Wench. Thentake pictures and.