Balls contract in the final rush to climax, and perhaps she senses it too, because she lowers her gaze from my eyes to my cock. That's all it takes to...hurl me over the edge. Hot semen rises. I arch my back and thrust my hips to meet my hand. Her fingers are a furious blur between legs that are spread open at an impossible angle. I scream into the night as the first white rope ejaculates into the darkness. At that same instant, her head flies back, and she answers with a primeval cry of her own.. "Amy had Maria put on a French maid costume she had found in one of her mom's drawers. It had a very daring micro-skirt, apron, and a bustier that squeezed Maria's waist and pushed her breasts up and out. The skirt did little to hide the g-string panty that barely covered even Maria's tiny patch of pussy fur. With the little waitress cap to top it off, Maria looked like a walking wet dream.When Frank got home from work, Amy told him to go in the bedroom and get changed into something. What was becoming of me? Was I now just an animal? Sure it felt great, and now she was carrying my third child. But didn’t I owe it to my wife and my first two children to be honest and tell her. There was no way I could keep this secret forever. And now one of Becky’s friends, and my student, Lisa knew. Even if she’d only guessed before, the banshee howls Becky had given would have left no doubt in anyone’s mind.I tucked my sticky and shriveled cock back in my pants and lifted Becky to. Recognizing the distinctive breathing described in the countless stories from the cantina, he soon stood face to face with Darth Vader, Lord of the Sith.“Fascinating…” came the voice from within the mask. “If I am not mistaken, I am now addressing Burkateer Lark. It seems that the Padawan has gained some slight skill.”Determined to show no fear, Burke shot back, “Darth Vader. You smell better than the stories of you describe.”Eyeing each other momentarily, each was fully aware of the likely.