" It was wonderful," I said, "and I want it that way again. I just don't think I can handle it that hard every time." I don't think I could fuck that ...ard every time either," he said. "I just know that the other white wife I see once in a while likes me to dominate her sometimes, really fuck her hard." I loved it," I said, "it feels like I'm completely your property, like your cock is not using my pussy, it owns my pussy. You cum like a fire hose you know, way more than my husband does. I don't. He knew how fast it had to be traveling, yet it seemed to hang in the sky. It was visible for over 15 minutes, bright enough to be clearly visible in the bright sunlight. The falling body was so bright that it could have been seen as a visible glow through even the densest clouds.The object finally disappeared over the horizon, but Doug encouraged his people to remain outside and watch in the direction it disappeared. Many people had gotten bored and gone on to other pursuits when a mighty. Hearing the groan he sat up in bed. She stared at him silently, unsure ofwhat she should do. He reached out to cup her left breast. Then, slowly, hestroked his hand down her body and to her hairless sex. Her back arched andshe moaned as he slid his fingers across her sex and then down her thigh. Fortwo hours he caressed her body slowly, brushing over her sex and breasts, neverentering her as she so wanted. Eventually, she felt his fingers enter her sex, slowly. He began sliding themin and out. My spent nectar tasted so good.My father stood upright jutting his hips tossing his head back pumping his cock faster and faster. He was gasping and panting and then he started grunting when his low hangers banged the side of his fist and knuckles.I was too involved watching my father while squeezing my prick. I could no longer hear the loud rock music blaring in the background staring at my father’s throbbing stiffy.“Gonna blow, gotta cum so bad!” Dad groaned releasing his prick.“Don’t stop.