Actually the combined feeling of the sperm jetting up close to my cervix and knowing that there is a chance I could get knocked up(especially by a hea...y hung black stud) causes me to have some of the most intense orgasms I have ever experienced in my life. Making sure my diaphram was properly in place and my outfit was slutty enough to attract lots of attention,I started out on my adventure.Hitting the streets wearing a low-cut top showing a lot of cleavage and short denim shorts,the kind that. “Making breakfast.” “If I were a bad man, I’d take you right now.” “But you’re not, right?” “No, I’m not.” He paused a moment. “How do you feel? Now, in the daylight.” I didn’t answer immediately, pondering his question seriously. “I feel a little strange,” I said. “I’m not saying strange in a bad way, just in a ‘I can’t believe I sucked another man’s dick last night’ strange.” “That’s normal. Do you feel guilty, disgusted, angry at your husband, jealous?” Again, I gave this thought. “No,” I. Her body seemed to be coming to life as her nervous system wasput into over-drive from the wild new sensations.Rosa then unclasped the bra and pushed it to the floor with the other oneand turned to retrieve another garment. Terry's breasts were now on opendisplay as she remained motionless and waited patiently for the nextfitting. Terry was uncomfortable standing there exposed like she was, butfor some reason she also felt very comfortable with Rosa and did not feelcompelled to cover. His cock was big, but I closed my lips around it, held him for a moment like that.Slowly I explored it with my tongue, feeling its texture, tasting it, his cum. He moved, stretched himself and lay next to me. “I'll take over”, he murmured, as his hand touched mine, fingers still buried in my cunt. “So that you have your hands free.”As soon as I pulled my fingers out, he shoved three of his inside me. They were bigger, filled me more and I gasped.“Oh, please.” I wasn't even sure what I was.