It was a late finish, and I went to bed tired after an exhausting day. I didn't even have the will to play with myself, although I did wake up the nex... morning tugging on a nipple with one hand and rubbing my clit with the other. I don't remember the dream too well, but I know that it had Esme and I in a long slow 69 lying on our sides...MmmmmmI was enjoying letting my mind wonder, thinking about how Esme would feel, taste, smell, how I would love to have my head buried between her. If I hadn’t been convulsing in intense, unstoppable orgasm, I would have taken a pic of that, but my whole body was shaking as I spurted little jets of cum over her tits and I was totally out of control. So intense was the orgasm, that I thought I might faint or be sick or something! Fuck!! WHAT a feeling!! There was a nice big hot sticky load all over her tots, she wiped the last oozing drops of the twitching tip of my cock with her tits, the nipple tickling my cock as she did so. I was. That was when the lightning began in almost complete sheets, the thunder an almost continuous clap. Now personally, having spent almost my complete life living and working outside in most all kinds of weather, I find being inside, dry, in a nice cosy bed, with a full stomach, a very large glass of dry white beside me and reading a good book (Robert Jordan's The Eye of the World Orbit Fantasy UK £6.99 RRP-for some reason it doesn't have a price for us, only a scan grid) during storms like this. She is pushing hard, the pain is horrible. You are still trying to breath when you feel the head slip in. You cry out and Beth whacks you again with the stick. Maggie pulls it out and pushes it back in. Only the head will go in. "I guess I need more lube." She pulls it out of your ass and walks around the table again. You try to say no but she jams it down your throat again. This time she is pushing and pulling it in and out of your throat. You try to catch a quick breath but the huge dildo.