The ground shook as more than a hundred impacts spread over a mile of the mountain top, all in the space of roughly five seconds. Instead of a flash o... light as the balls/plasma ripped apart the air as they headed for the mountain, there was a continuous flare of brilliant light and a long, earsplitting “crack” of sound when the projectiles met the mountain at a tenth light speed, followed seconds later as the resulting roar of sound reached them. The whole top of the mountain seemed to jump. James knew Lola didn't like him in that way, knew that she was probably disgusted this morning remembering last night, but that wasn't the case last night. He could feel Lola's arousal; he could smell her crouched in the dark heat, passion, lust dripping from her pores. He sensed her shock when he moaned out her name as he came. "God Dammit!" He shouted. He'd forgotten about that. She must think I'm some sex crazed pervert who calls out the wrong names in sex because I can’t remember all. ” I opened my mouth wide as he grabbed my hair roughly and shoved me down onto his cock. He pulled his cock out then slammed back into my mouth, fucking my mouth as he was my pussy just moments before. I sucked and licked for all I was worth as he fucked my mouth. I gagged a number of times, but this didn’t faze him. It only made him fuck my mouth harder. I saw his legs tense up and felt him quiver as he moaned loudly and said. “Ahhhhhhhh drink my pet. Swallow all of my thick cum.” I tasted. “I had a lot of sex and I’m kind of sore.” She continued, “You can stick your tongue inside me – but stay away from clit,” She suggested and reiterated. I really wanted to be inside her. It’s powerful watching, though in this case I didn’t, her have passionate and fulfilling sex, then when I get my turn she’s tired and disinterested, almost like it’s her duty. It’s very humiliating, yet a driving force. She took me by the hand and we walked into our master bedroom. She slid down her black.