Oh how he filled her. The pleasure was overwhelming.He started off slow, almost teasingly, one hand cupping her breast and the other squeezing her bum... Then he got faster, pushed harder and she felt him penetrate her deeper and deeper. She felt like she was about to explode.And then he did. It was like a warm wave rushing all through her insides. He lay there on top of her for some time, his hands gently caressing her face and breasts. After a while he kissed her on the lips and slowly pulled. I instructed her to take it slow and to take her time. There was no hurry. Sitting straight up. She put my cock in front of her and acted like she was taking a measurement. She demonstrated that if she sat all the way down on me, I would go past her belly button."If you're scared, say you're scared." I laughed.Raising her hips, she guided my tip towards her slit. Rubbing it a couple of times through her moisture, she slid the tip into her.What seemed like several minutes went by as she worked. I suppose that in the back of my mind I figured someone was laying her during my absences - she was a very sexual person - no way was she going to go without for long periods of time. Was an orgy the accepted thing to do when Roger went away on business trips?I hit the stop button and ejected the tape and then went to the den where we have a double VCR set up and I copied the tape. That took a little more than a half an hour and when it was done I went back to the bedroom to put the tape back. He laughed. ‘The prophecies are finally coming true,’ he answered boisterously. ‘The children of the feather, joined at last. This is truly a day to celebrate.’ He turned to address the company gathered. ‘Let it be remembered, the day of enlightenment.’ A deafening cheer shook the trees as a thousand voices chorused his words. I turned to my companion and found him smiling brightly at me as he held out his left hand, the imprint of a feather winding around his third finger. I gasped before.