. Please, don't stop... don't... ohhh... ohhhhhh!"Melissa cried out loudly as she crested over into orgasm. Her pussy throbbed hard around the figure'... fingers, feeling as solid inside her as any normal man's would. He kept rubbing her clit, driving her orgasm upwards, until she was climaxing more powerfully than she ever had before. Her genital muscles were spasming so hard that she saw stars in front of her closed eyes. She was ready to scream for the figure to ease off when it did just that,. ’ ‘You don’t have to do that, that is unless you really want to.’ ‘I really want to.’ We walked the hundred metres or so to the multi-level car park where I’d parked my pride and joy. We took the slow as a wet week lift to the level that I’d parked on, and as the lift reached the creaky end of its journey, Callie moved to stand in front of me, face to face in front of me. Her face was so close to mine I could feel her breath on my lips, so I kissed her, but not in that passionate way that told. I tried to keep her going, hopefully flooding her body with long spasms of pleasure, but her release was not to be held back. I could feel it coming. I slowed down, but her body shook, her back arched, she pulled on my hair, and the moans and groans stopped. For seconds there was no sound other than the slurping of my tongue on her swollen lips. Jill was in the midst of a violent orgasm. It was the kind of orgasm where time freezes, every nerve in your body lights up, and you lose awareness. " A voice resounds above me, deep and tinted with an infatuating gravely tone. I open my eyes slowly, my heart a rapid beat against my ribcage hammering with anxiety. Glancing over at my hand wrapped soundly around the rod iron door handle, I uncurl each finger from the decorative curve. "Nervous?" he asks as I finally find him leaning casually against the wall next to me. A dark gray stares back at me beneath the black silk mask he's adorning measuring me in a knowing way. A hand is wrapped.