We were anxious to take a ride on our new Empire sized bed.Karen was back to her don't you dare fuck me mood when we were in the bus. As always I igno...ed her protest. Wanda and Katy were game to help me with her too."I can't believe you two bitches would help him hold me down. Especially since I'm the one that got you on this gravy train," Karen said."Oh, and we're sure you weren't thinking of yourself at all. Like maybe you figured you put him off on us for all his pussy and you could sit in. Sothe idea was to phrase her question so he could answer yes or no to everyremark, and he would do that by bumping her womb wall with either hisleft or right knee. She had us place our hands on either side of herbelly, then she said Larry can you hear me. Immediately we felt two kickson her right side. Then she asked Larry, are you hungry, and we felt onekick on her left side. Meaning no. Emily thought that was quite hilariousand broke out giggling. I didn't think it was all that. The lower she went the more she wondered if she could continue. Holding her breath she decided to take the pain all the way to the end. Deeper and deeper his cock stretched her cunt until she had it all and finally gasped for air. She steadied herself by parting her knees further apart and held her breasts as her cunt muscles spasmed and twitched from the fullness. Little tremors rippled through her as she desperately tried to relax those muscles. She avoided pinching her nipples as she knew. Igniting my blood and clouding my brain. I couldn’t speak, just grind my teeth together and ride out my orgasm until the desperate thrusts of his hips, the wild fire that burned in me and the uncontrollable spasms subsided. We were collapsed, strewn across the floor, panting like dogs, and sweat dripping off our bodies for about twenty minutes before either of us spoke. “Bert,” I started to say, “how, why, where did you learn how to do that?” was what I was really wanted to say, but my brain.