I went into the bathroom for my shower, carrying my lit cigarette betweenmy fingers. Another mirror and again I watched as I pulled on thecigarette. ...I drew a second time and watched as a rush of smoke came frommy nostrils. I am a smoker. I could feel the cigarette enervating me,lifting a layer of fog. I turned on the shower starting to feel moreconscious of my new body. Stepping back towards the mirror, I slowlyundid my robe. Almost solemly, I stood there, preparing myself to liftoff the. I bet he’s enjoying this. Nancy is cumming in peaks about two minutes apart. After five orgasms, John reaches around and finally finds her clit. He pinches it and she screams into her sixth orgasm. John hasn’t cum and probably isn’t close yet. After she calms down a little, she looks at John and says, ‘John, fuck my ass, please!’ John slowly slips into her ass. He fucks her to two more orgasms and then pulls out. John sits next to her and pulls the condom off. ‘Nancy, suck me off, please. I. I couldn't help but stare, and Rick asked if I was okay. I said I was fine, "just having a brain fart", and gulped down my wine. At least I hadn't started to drool, I thought to myself. I began to wonder if this was how Rick seduced women. Shower at their place and let them see his cock. If so, it probably worked on most women. It certainly got my attention. I had to resist the urge to reach out and touch it. We ate dinner in the kitchen and went in the living room for a movie afterwards and. . . He thrust forward again, burying his cock up to the hilt in Trish Byer's tight and tortured asshole, until his balls smacked lewdlyagainst her upturned ass cheeks, evoking another banshee cry of painfrom the stewardess. Then he began a determined sawing motion with hisfully inflated, lusting cock, feeling the pressure building and buildingin his bails. He had to cum soo. He had to, had to! If he didn't fillher ass with his fiery seed soon, he was going to go out of his friggingmind! Oh, oh,.