I hoped he wanted to make love because I was still horny. Just so we are clear on this; I make love with Stan. I fuck Bobby, but I make love with Stan...I had my seven inches buried in Alice’s ass when I got the call that Rita’s water had broken. I put on a burst of speed and pushed my load into her shit-chute and then pulled out saying that I had to run.It took ten minutes to get home, five more to get Rita into the car and in fifteen I was pulling up at the Emergency Room entrance at County. ." There's no weakness in it," the voice urged. "All you have to do is wantit."Danny's mind was a wash of images - the consummate beauty and grace of thefemale form, the little nuances of movement and expression, the breathtakingnameless essence that was a woman just sitting idle. Every motion, everycurve, every tiny little imperfection served to create the whole, and thewhole was beautiful. It was desirable. It was what it was, and that - in andof itself - is accepted and even expected to work. No sooner had her orgasmfinished then mine began“I’m cumming!” I gasped, as I felt the first load ofspunk shoot out of my cock, followed by many more. As Ifinished I lay on top of Verity. “I love you” Iwhispered in her ear.“I love you too,” she replied. I then felt her lookover my shoulder. “Do you still want to?” I heard her ask.Michelle! I had forgotten about her. I rolled offVerity to look at her younger sister. Michelle’strousers. Bill grinned back and let his eyes return to her crotch, where the scrap of her swimsuit panties was now turning slightly darker, getting wetter as her juices started to flow from her hot young pussy. He knew now that their wild fucking match the night before had been no one-time thing - his sister was hot for more!With a loud laugh, Gwen suddenly bent over, then leaped out into the air over him, diving with a splash into the pool. She broke to the surface a few feet away, her eyes shining. She.