I let myself in and there they were. The woman was a young brunette and she was completely naked. She perched on that heavy table, facing Ty, while he...punished her with a driving thrust. Again, he was still mostly dressed. They both turned and looked at me. Ty's heated expression became even more intense. It made me throb in ways that I hadn't for a very long time--not even with my ex. "Oh, shit," the girl said, reaching for her blouse. "Don't move," Ty told her. Her big dark eyes flickered. And he wanted so much more. He would have her, and so much more. Her head looked beautiful bobbing up and down between his thighs. Zeba was a vacuum, and the pressure was immense. “Ohhhhhh,” could he hold it, or would he release? Zeba would know in an instant–the same instant Zeba would begin to taste his salty fluids releasing from deep within. As her tongue slid slowly back and forth across the head of his cock, Zeba tasted the warm stickiness of his precum… And it drove her to suck him. This was the body of a woman! It made no sense.She tried to get to her feet again. Her legs gave another spasm ofpain but she persisted and managed to get onto her hands and knees. Shewas fuzzily aware of something pulling at her chest, like weights, andher hips felt awkward, heavier somehow.At another wave of fatigue she stretched out her limbs to flop back onthe bed, this time aware of a strange feeling of pressure on her chestand she had to roll onto her back. This time, when she felt at. It was a powerful experience to witness another man reach his climax of sexual pleasure as ropes of spurting sperm shot forth from the tip of their penises. He was in awe at the men whose ejaculations shot into the air like a jet stream of water shooting skyward from a garden hose that eventually fell to the ground. He was about to witness exactly that as the first dancing side man withdrew his cock from her warm, moist mouth in preparation for the ejaculation of his semen all over his wife's.