His hands squeezed mehard. He moaned as he came, stroking the latina wonder as hard as hepossibly could. When he recovered, he continued to stroke the...latinawonder, more softly now, as his own cock remained in my ass. It feltgood. It felt right."Come for me, Cassie," he whispered, stroking my latina wonder with onehand and lightly touching my nipples with his other hand.I was getting aroused, but there was little likelihood I would be ableto come again. "I'd like to, but I don't think I could. Sometimes I would "run out of steam" from stroking so fast and for so long that I would have to stop and take a breather and then try again in a minute or two.I noticed that I had to rely more heavily on fantasies to bring me to orgasm/ejaculation. Two main-themed fantasies I relied on were: Fantasizing about my younger self, maybe when I was 18 years old lying down in the backseat of a car with my pants and underwear down a bit with an erection waiting to get off (like I did once on a car. She: I again hold your lundMe: I close my eyes and say hai ram I keep my hands on your shoulder and start kissing your lips aww I feel so goodShe: daddy mujhe is din ka bahut dino se itnezaar tha mujhe bhi beta lekin kabhi bol nahi paya ek to humara rishta aisa hai..aur ye zalim duniya lekin aaj tu meri patni banegi.She: ji daddy jab se aapka lund dekhi hu pagal ho gayi hu and I insert my hand in your pajamaMe: aaw my lund is in full mood and your soft small hand is making my lund go crazy. The second he saw Katie leaning against his car, though, everything seemed better. She was wearing her tiny green t-shirt that showed a lot of her flat abdomen, and her low riding jeans looked as if they were painted on. She was Aphrodite in mortal form. “So, to the picture store?” she asked as they slipped into his car. “Yeah. Let's go.”(_)(_)(_) The picture store was nice. The lady behind the counter showed them several package options. So as they browsed the options, she looked up at them..