She might wank me off or give the occasional blow job to make up for it(!), but having sex during that time wasn't something we ever really considered... even though she often said she felt more turned on than usual during her time of the month.But I wasn't going to let this opportunity slide, so I said to Claire "I don't give a shit. I'm fucking you tonight. I don't care how bloody you are! If you're up for it, I definitely am"."Are you sure" she said. "It might be a bit messy". "Fucking. With my lungs burning as I fought for breath, he dropped from my grasp, and I lay back on the cool white linen sheets, my heart pounding in my chest. He bowed his head, scooping the erect nipple of my right breast into his mouth, teasing me with his tongue before biting down, making me yelp.But it was a good pain, a welcome pain. I don’t think that at any time in my life, had my body felt so alive, so attended to, so cherished or abused.Lifting my head, I looked down between my two leaping. Most of the cum had been absorbed by the cotton panel of the panties, but there was still some on Hank, and he proceeded to clean himself up with the tissue from the dispenser. When he had finished, Hank stood, pulled his panties and hose up and flushed the toilet. He noticed that Jeanette had already finished and was waiting for him by the sinks. He also noticed that a line had already formed for his stall, and it was with some trepidation that he opened the door and walked out into the sea of. She did and he rubbed the swollen head of his dick around her chin and cheeks, slowly up to her lipsticked mouth and roughly shoved his cock all the way in.She gagged on his hard member as he forced it in again, working up a rhythm. Her big eyes pleaded with him to stop but it just turned him on more. He grunted as his big balls slapped her chin with each thrust.He loved the feeling of her warm mouth around his dick but he wanted to take that tight pussy of hers. A string of saliva stretched.