My fingertip pressing on her spot inside, pressing into the soft spongy spot that drives girls wild.Her thighs clamp around her head, Her hips moving ...n time with the suckling of my mouth on her clit. Her breathing ragged, panting, a noise coming from her, a low guttural wailing that rises in pitch and intensity as I suck her harder, two fingers now buried deep inside her. Her hips bounce on the chair, sliding over the hard wooden surface as her juices smear beneath her. A puddle is forming in. .. no ... but I could. That is, after all, what Mother Nature intends this particular activity to result in." So you're not pregnant?" Not yet," she said, still making my hips move in little circles."Aren't you on birth control?" I asked.She stared up at my face. "Bobby, I don't have sex with men. There is no man in my life. Why would I need to take birth control pills?" You're having sex with me right now," I yelped. "I'm the man in your life!"She smiled. "Well, I suppose things have changed a. There was also the basis of the second potential programme, the big splash. A lot of Harry's contribution was relevant there too, and the story of his mate Gavin was an excellent framework to hang the story on. It would start with the background from Afghanistan to Morecambe, move on to what happened in the hospital, and finish with the big revelation of Gavin's extraction. He had phoned his researchers, and they were starting work on the Morecambe end of the piece. He already had plenty of. Jo is not blocking it with her hand I feel it flow around the vibrator and out my pussy and down my ass. It is so hot. It almost feels like a fever. For the briefest of seconds embarrassment washes me, but then I hear the moan escape her throat, and she is so excited. “Did you just squirt?” Jo questions and we both giggle. “It’s okay, I love you,” she says and plants a hot wet kiss straight on my lips. She knows that only she could make that happen to me, and she uses the explosion to fuck me.