This is the way to go!” I laughed as I pounded her slick, wet pussy, allowing her to prove she really did crave me all along.“Yes, well, I’ve wa...ted you far too long to just risk losing you to Morgan! She can have some of that dick, but your heart is mine, capice?” Val had a brief jealous moment there, but I knew what to do.“You don’t need to worry about other women, even if I fall for them. You have no equal in my affections. None of them are my best friend as well as my lover,” I used my Jedi. These thought-experiments alone have given rise to serious objections froma wide range of groups concerned about both animal and human rights. Most recently the proposition by Waring and his collaborator, Dr Anna Fedorovaof the Leningrad Centre for Neuroscience, that using by-products of effectsof specific forms of synesthesia (where information perceived by one sensegives rise to a sensation in another - for example where numbers are seen ascolours) has created alarm that behavioural. “But we are dry honey! No foreplay……” I expressed my reservations.“We have had enough of that. We clean the wet pussy and the tool. Now let us have a dry fuck” her argument had logic.I inserted my hard erect tool into her dry pussy and for the third time in the last 8 hours did we both remember our first times. The pain and the pleasure were both out of this world and when the natural lubrication was there did I increase my pace. I would fondle her boobs and play with her nipples at times and. Then one morning, she decided to take a walk to the beach. She loved the smell of the ocean air and the feel of the soft sand under her shoe-covered feet. So she went to the boat and went rowing. A storm was heading her way. Once she was far from land, the storm and the ocean were getting rougher.Without warning, her boat was capsized in the rough sea. While holding on the boat and haning on for her dear life, Amelia was nearly drowning. Meanwhile, a strong, tall pirate swung down from his ship.