I was cumming so hard and I wanted to feel his cock shoot his cum inside of me as deep as he could. When he said that he was ready, I slammed my cunt...down onto his cock and told him to fill my cunt. I also told him I wanted him to fill my fertile cunt and as soon as I said that, I was feeling his cock spilling his cum inside of me again. Oh my God babe! This guy was flooding me again. I don’t know where is is getting so much cum from, but I didn’t mind. All I knew was that I was getting. A., but they felt less compelling than ever as the frosted windows rattled from another blast of arctic wind. Tran's face brightened. "Maybe we should call somebody. Tell them we are starving, and get them to bring us food." Who do you have in mind?"Tran threw out a few suggestions: my law school friend, Mark; my advisor, Professor Finch; our hockey star boyfriends, Rick and Randy. Since Tran and I had left for winter break, we had shared a fantasy about the delirious welcome they would have. I glanced at Robbie, and he at me, both hoping Evadne wouldn't sink to counting the money there and then. But she didn't, merely offering our guests a cup of tea and a biscuit. Justin seemed in no hurry to begin, which was natural enough, but Jason grew impatient, telling his friend to 'get a move on.' Finally, he made rose, and Evadne and Rebecca tactfully absented themselves, going into the house and leaving us to get on with it. Pale and nervous, Justin accompanied the three of us to. "Know just the place," said the cabby. "My name's John." Well, John, whisk us away from here to some good food, and I'll call you to pick us up and take us to the club." You got it, man," said John, starting the cab."I'm not dressed for this," said Crystal."You're gorgeous, and I have the hots for you," said Woody, opening the door and bowing. "That's all that matters." Don't push it, buster," said Crystal, folding herself into the back seat of the cab. "Remember... talk first... dancing.