You look into my eyes and ask if Im sure. I just smile and say of course, all I want is you. You just grin and kiss me hard, making me gasp and want y...u even more. Your hands move down to softly cup my ass. I slowly start Backing up, bringing you with me. We make it to our bedroom door without to much of an incident. You have me pushed up against the door asking if Im sure one last time. I just roll my eyes and tell you to kiss me. I pull a hand off of your chest to twist the doorknob. The door. Carla’s thrusts started out much faster than mine, but she quickly slowed down to match what I was doing. As hard as we pumped, though, I still couldn’t feel her cervix ... her tight, virgin passage felt endless, drawing me in deeper with each frantic stroke, and oh god, her musk, my head was swimming with it... ! If there hadn’t been a desk behind me to stagger back against, I think I would have gone down. But somehow, I held on, thrusting myself hard into her heat, the smell of animal lust. " Grace smiled at me as she said, "Just when I thought life couldn't get more complicated." Gwen snickered. "Oh, hell yes, it can." Grace looked over at Gwen, asking, "So who was this Smith guy or what was he?" Looking around, Gwen said, "Someone looking for a German from the Big War, sounds like Israel." I blurted, "Mossad, Israeli CIA." Gwen and Grace both looked at me speculatively then nodded. I looked around as I asked, "Where's the rest of our flock right now?" Gwen answered, "If I had to. I looked up at her frustrated."Now it's time for your real dessert!" she exclaimed. She pushed me onto my back with a hard shove. Then she shook the whipped cream in her hand and I couldn't believe what she did next. She pushed the tip of the bottle inside of her bright pink pussy, and began filling herself with the thick sweet cream. She continued to fill herself up until she declared, "All full. I bet you can guess what you're gonna be doing."My guess turned out to be right. She hopped on the.