Thetaste was intense. I snap out of my little fantasy and a mixture of panicand humiliation engulfed me. I wanted to move away. I wanted to stop butJo...n wouldn't let me budge. Stuck in place, his cock pulsates again. I'dmanaged to move the head of his cock to the front of my mouth but I couldfeel yet another pulse coming.This went on again and again, each second was torture. Every pulseerupting up his cock producing more cum. Pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse,pulse...pulse, pulse...pulse,. I removed her top n shorts and went wild looking at her body. She had firm apple size boobs and clean shaved pussy. I took her to the bed and went over her. Rested my dick over her vagaina; rubbing her there vigorously. She moaned in pleasure “ohh yeah…harder Tarun…faster Tarun make me you whore…ohhh fuckkkkkkk…ohhh yeaahh” I started sucking her boobs side by side. Her soft boobs invited me to bit her harder. I went on wild and she loved it more. Seemed she was wilder. She took off my rest of. I’ll have to repay her for her kindness, he thought to himself as he watched Cyndi approach the end of the basin.Cyndi walked carefully up onto the stairs of the basin, feeling the viscous liquid beneath her feet as she did. Taking Nathaniel’s offered hand, she smiled until she saw that her hand was covered in red. Gasping, she felt her head begin to spin. What was going on? It looked like— No, it couldn’t be, she said to herself. Looking at Nathan as she descended the stairs and stood beside. Self-deprecatingly, she thought: Oh, God, how can I think about Marcus Cord that way, think about his maleness, his attractiveness? How after last night can I ever harbor any physical thoughts about any man?Cord reached the car just as Roger stepped out. The two men shook hands, and Diane heard Cord say, "Good to see you, Rog boy. How was the traffic coming over?" Not bad," Roger answered."Hey," Cord said, looking in through the wind-shield at where Diane sat primly on the front seat, "You're.