I mounted him while he lay on his back and guided him into me. I rocked back and forth, taking control of the love making. He didn’t last too long... and ejaculated spasmodically into my body. I didn’t have an orgasm, but that was okay. It was a nice intimate moment.And yes, I spoon slept with him again. The musk odor of his naked body was an aphrodisiac. The next day, we hit the beach. There were a lot of other college aged kids there and we made friends with a few. All the girls were in. The exquisite sensation he felt would make that difficult, he knew, but he strove to maintain control over himself whilst he luxuriated in her tightness.Harriet had felt apprehension when she felt her husbands engorged manhood at her entrance. For a second, panic welled up when she remembered the only other time she had been penetrated. But this was the man she loved, and she cast aside the bad memories. She also felt that this intruder was far bigger than she had anticipated. But Tony took his. Soon, this nectar was coming out of her, and as it did so, I hungrily lapped it up with my tongue, collecting the nectar then smearing it upwards to her clitoris, which still remained slightly hidden, guarded underneath its pink hood of flesh. I greeted her clit with my soft tongue, extended, and licked lightly at her sensitive flesh. Her responses were like notes from the wind…moaning,…singing to me,…letting me know I was truly satisfying her. She didn’t need to speak ‘words,’ for these sounds. Chal ye sabhi glass me Sarab dal”Mee ramu ke pass bethi, or menee pancho glass me sarab dal di or useeee ek ek karake sab ko diya, Me jab glaases de rahi thi to meee apane gutano ke bal khadi thi or pura 90 engle zukake Glass de rahi thi, Ramu mere pass me hi thaa, Usaneee usi waqt meri nangi pith parrr apani Glass ki puri sarab dal di, or meri pith koo Sarab see bhigo diya or hasate hasate bola“Aaajj to meri Sarab kee sath teri yeeee Makhaaan jesiiii Pith kooo bhiii khus man bhar keeee.