For a moment he almost felt like a cartoon, being carried toward the location of the scent, but now that it was inches from his face, his hot breath m...king it even wetter, Freddie knew this was real. And he planned to enjoy himself."Freddie, you don't have to do that again," she said, putting her hand on his side, just above his still wet and springing member. "You already did an incredible job last night…" I appreciate the compliment, but this isn't just for you," he said matter of factly,. In common use, it’s seen as emotional and negative.” He paused. “Do you like the Rocky movies?”That intrigued me. “Be still, my heart.”“Remember when he chants ‘no pain’?”“Sure.”“That’s one way to prevent pain from being limiting -- deny it. Denial isn’t the right word. Ignore? Refuse to let it influence?“But, Dawn, I think I might have a different model for what you have in mind. When I’m getting into the last reps of an intense set, my muscles burn like hell. I accept that burning pain as a. Four or five deep strokes later I felt as if my cock exploded. Spasm after spasm wracked my body. Hot sperm coursed the length of my shaft to empty deep inside my sister. The sensation was almost surreal. My mind was lost in a fog of ecstasy as Gilly’s pussy milked my cock for every last drop of my seed. I slumped on top of her, panting for air, loving the sensation. Channy moved toward us. “My turn,” she said, brushing Gilly’s auburn hair from her face. She kissed me. “That was so fucking. The drinks he made for him and Brian were straight orange juice.Before they knew it, the girls were very intoxicated. Brian had Angela in the back seat making out. He had her pullover-top pushed up past her breasts and was fondling her tits, through her bra, while he kissed her. She usually would have stopped him by then. When he broke the kiss, Angela’s head rolled back against the seat. Her eyes were closed. Brian eased his hand under her short skirt and slid it along her soft inner thigh all.