" She raised her head and looked into his eyes."I know, but it makes you come when you think you've lost control of things."She rested her head on his...chest as she felt his cock shrinking inside her and his come oozing from her cunt and running coldly on her leg, dripping onto him."Call me a slut." You're a slut." He smiled at her and added, "you're a whore. You're the most wanton, horny, nymphomaniac I've ever met and I love every bone of your kinky body." I am. I'm such a slut. I love to get. "Well, it looks like you wouldn't get anywhere without my help anyway,birthday boy." She laughed and I leaned into her, breathing in the scentof Blue Wicked again. she took my pink handbag from the table and slippedit over my shoulder, brushing a lock of bleached blonde hair away from myface as she did "Come on then, lightweight."Together we made our way out of the bar and into the fresh air, the coldwas biting and I found myself sobering up a little as I shivered andleaned against Kat's strong. And the wives started going round and round. First they were just walking, and everyone shouted that they should run and soon they were all running. As they were running, their boobs bounced, making the men happy. The best sight was of course Swati, my gorgeous wife with the huge boobs wrapped in a dress with spaghetti straps. They bounced up and down very heavily, and most men were craning their necks to get a look. Also, when Swati ran, the back of her dress would rise up slightly, giving a. Michele empties her seed deep inside Polly, grinding the base of her penis against Polly’s pubis, stimulating her clitoris.The two lovers remain wrapped in each other’s arms kissing and stroking each other. They get comfortable lying together in each other’s arms, Michele’s penis pressing against Polly’s stockinged thigh as they both drift off to sleep.The next day at CMH Michael Nyland was halfway through his shift when he was summoned to the Matron’s office. He stood before her desk a little.