She heard his footsteps as he walked back down the side of the house. She stayed where she was, trying to summon the energy to stand. She could feel...his cum running down her legs, she could see the crumpled heap that was her coat on the floor together with her torn clothes.For a second she thought that any moment she would wake up and find that it had all been one horrible nightmare but she knew there was no hope of that. Slowly she forced herself to stand, her legs felt unsteady and she. She began bouncing on me and laughing. My dick was getting so hard I knew she had to feel it. I was afraid if it repositions in my pants it would easily stand strait up and directly poke her. I was both relieved and disappointed when we stopped in the parking lot. I then knew she wouldnt notice my erection if she hadnt already, but it felt so good grinding against that tight ass. As we were getting out she was standing in front of me waiting for the others to get out. She had her body bent at. Here it is again... That feeling” I think to myself as my head swims with euphoria. My pleasure climbs quickly and just as my ejaculatory response is about to kick in, I stop all stimulation once again. Timing is critical at this point; one stroke too many and I’ll take myself over the edge and ejaculate. I repeat this process a dozen times or more before allowing myself the reward of climax and ejaculation. During the session I remain suspended in a heightened state of arousal and sexual. If you can’t bring yourself to finish the questionnaire, you can leave at any time.’ ‘But I don’t even know what to put down,’ Greg protested. ‘Should I whip it out and measure it right now? Or just put in a best estimate?’ ‘Best estimate, please.’ Dr. Parsons was drier than the Atacama Desert. ‘I might not be able to stand the temptation.’ Greg sighed and turned back to the papers. He spread his hands to what he thought was about a foot apart from each other. Maybe five or five and a half.