Just one burst of adrenaline was all it took for him to transform from a gentle lover to a sex craving monster. Chloe’s pain fetish didn’t really ...elp either. Ian had been on edge all night, so it didn’t take him long to feel the symptoms of an orgasm. He knew it was coming and he knew that he would dump it all down Rachel’s sweet throat. His heart began to pound and his cock began to tingle. It was imminent. In one final shove he thrust his cock as far as he could down Rachel’s throat and let. There's no way he would go that far nor would my Shells let him despite how angry she may be feeling and hurt too.She wouldn't stand there and watched me ****d.......would she?? He kept pushing his wretched dick across my lips smothering them in his seminal fluid, yes it may well taste like mine and yes I may love the way mine tastes but it's mine and it was his seeping more n more into my mouth now, his,Kennys...... a gayboys for fucksake. 'Take that fucking thing away from my mouth you filthy. Her hand was still on my face. What is it that she looking for? What is she trying to see? Then she said, ‘I love you too, baby.’ I was about to say something but then I let her words remain in the air. The sound of the fireplace punctuated our emotions as the kindling snapped and burned. I pulled her close to me and hugged her. She smelled so good but not of perfume but her own natural scent that when mixed with the warm woodsy smell of the cabin would remain in my mind forever. As I let her. Annette thoroughly enjoyed her Zoology. One of her tutors was a Dr Michael Thorne. She quickly discovered that he was an ardent and very knowledgeable ornithologist. He used to lead teams at the weekends to watch birds in the Welsh mountains and on the cliffs. His wife, Eileen, always came too. It was not long before Annette became a friend as well as a student. Michael was in his early forties. He had played Rugby for Cardiff University and had retained his fitness. Eileen was in her late.