It wasn’t too long before I was cumming, and cumming, and cumming. It was fantastic. I pumped enough sticky lubricant into her to let me pull my coc... back out. I collapsed on the bed next to her.My wife spit out the panties and said, “Now that was what I call rape! I’m going to feel that for a few days!”I said, “You were too dry in there!”My wife smiled and said, “Yeah I know! I soaked up most of the fluid with my cotton panties and then I put some alum in my pussy to dry it out real good!”I. Colby was not a chef, so their picnic was comprised mainly of chips, a few sandwiches he threw together and other random junk food, along with a few sodas, some water and a bottle of wine that he snuck out of the wine cellar. He was sure his parents would not notice it missing. “Are you ready to go?” Colby asked her as she made her way down the stairs, a look on her face that he could not figure out. “Is everything okay?” “Everything is fine,” she sort of lied. She was worried about how. Alex could practically feel the testosterone flooding his virile male body, and eagerly thrust himself deep into Nicole's soaked slit, the pleasurable sensations emanating from his strangely solid, inflexible dick driving him to thrust back into her again and again, as instinct drove the young man to mate with his eager partner.As Cassandra watched Professor Streater thrusting into her student with her strap-on, watching the dildo grind against the professor's clit on every thrust, Cassandra. Suddenly being able to be Chrissie for Tom became tricky. He jokinglyasked if I would move in with him immediately to avoid the separation,but that felt too ridiculous and too much at that stage, besides I wasjust playing a part and all of this virus business would soon be sorted.Surely a week or two and everything would be back to normal, or so wethought. But it did feel strange not going to his house that weekend andthe next and next and soon life soon began to feel a little flat. We hadset.