Thesensation of my first ejaculation with something other than my hand wasoverwhelming. My back arched rigidly, and my legs locked solid as thoughgrip...ed by some sort of seizure. Then my legs buckled under me and Icollapsed to the floor with her still clinging to me, still impaled on myshaft, which showed no sign of wilting, and still smothering my face withkisses. Slowly my senses returned and my breathing quietened. I lay on my back, withher weight squashing me into the carpet. The enormity. I blamed Bailey for Reggie. I felt some minor guilt towards Reggie about Bailey. I really wanted to fuck Bailey and I didn't know if she was going to come by. I hated not knowing! By the time Bailey showed up, I'd driven myself into quite ... if I were female, it would be called a 'tizzy'.I had also made myself naked.She turned from closing the door and squeaked. Her eyes widened at my nudity and charge towards her. Bailey might have wanted to say something, possibly to explain how we couldn't. That thought first stunned Constance, and then brought a mischievous little smile to her lips. Why, she could do anything to him and he might not notice, or remember. She could keep her secret safe while assuaging her urgent passion. She went quietly to the edge of the cot. Jean-Pierre’s steady pattern of breathing did not change. Could she really do this? Take liberties with some poor young man in his sleep? Not only that, but one who intended to become a man of the cloth? If he woke, she. You like hairy?Me: I love shaved pussy. Your husband is lucky to have you, Sunethra.Sunethra: You are also lucky now. You are getting a chance, right.Me: I am damn lucky, agreed.Sunethra: Are all your stories real? Reading those made me craving to have you.Me: Most of them are my real experience, and others are of my readers.Me: My penis is ready, honey.Sunethra: I am little fat. Is that ok with you?Me: I love soft cushiony hotties.Sunethra: What all you do? I am excited.Me: Don’t ask anything.