You start to cum as he begins to pull out and start the thrusting motion you both crave so badly.Pulling almost all the way out he slams back inside y...u again. Once more bouncing off your tight womb entrance and continuing your orgasm to even stronger heights.He begins to piston in and out of you, every stroke slamming against you. Every thrust taking you further up the ladder of lust. Your orgasms now roll one into the next, each one stronger than the last.In a short time, he is pounding. Sibilius could feel the rage she radiated as she tumbled toward a steel catwalk far below. The gravity plating beneath the catwalk that had thrown Béla off balance couldn’t possibly be turned off in time to prevent her impending crash. Feeling helpless to aid her, Sibilius watched her fall, knowing that she was going to be impossible to live with while she healed from the injuries she was sure to receive when she struck that catwalk. Just before she struck, she vanished completely! Sibilius. Through out the night, one boy or another would wake up an get into bed with her and would get a blow job or decided to get in between her legs and slam his cock into her well fucked pussy, dump a load and go back to sleep. She got fucked at least a dozen and a half times that first night. She got about a half an hours worth of sleep before the sun came up.* * *At the breakfast table the boys had a circle jerk an all four boys dumped a large load of their hot creamy jism in her mouth at the. You look great in them! Fantastic."I blushed. And my cock twitched. Did he notice? The shame.But wait.Was that a lump I saw in Derek's pants? Was that for me? Talk about terrified.Desperate to get him talking about anyone but me, I asked him why hethought Margie continued wearing stockings after his dear Andrea died.Derek smiled. "Good question. If I asked, I don't think I would get astraight answer from her. Maybe it was habit. Maybe she liked theslavish devotion she got from men like.