“Nah-uh. Be a good boy or no more tit,” she said, waggling her index finger at me with a mischievous smile.Chelsea started rising up on her knees,...giving me the briefest view of my cock in between her legs, before plopping back down with all her weight. She picked up a rhythm and started bouncing up and down on my lap, moaning overhead while I groaned in pleasure down below.She dug her nails into my abs, bracing herself as she bounced harder and harder on top of me. I laid back, took the slight. /yr annual increase in feminine hygiene, and whowould ask??).Operationg under the guise of the Planned Parenthood organisation, theFATHOM distributed two new d**gs. One type caused polio in 50% of fetalmales, and was spread though birth control bill distribution. The publicscare reached national headlines, and an antedote was thus distributedpublically to all subsequent pregnant females one year later. The "miracled**g" antedote successfully wiped out the epidemic, but additional"proprietary". The waiter, after receiving the orders, left the room."So, Mr. Crick. " I licked my lips playfully while rubbing my shin against his leg. "Care to spill the secret now." Why Mrs. Crick, aren't you as impatient as ever." he teased."If I blow you here, will you tell me?" I offered with a coy smile."I won't tell even if you ride me." he countered."Such secrecy." I sighed.The waiter came back in with a bottle of wine. He uncorked the bottle and poured a little into a wine glass for my husband to. When I had that first vaginal, he was maybe a little better than halfway in. Ken pushed hard, I grunted a lot, as did he. I had a fistful of climaxes in the process. Proof of complete penetration came when I grabbed my feet and pulled my legs up and aside at some absurd angle. Ken announced "Woman, you have all of me". This was like my proudest moment. Discomfort? Yes. Satisfaction? Complete and Total.Having achieved this personal best, Ken began to stroke, full strokes, withdrawing.