All of it had been mechanical, and all of it formed the best and most erotic overload she had ever experienced. There was a long, long pause as she dr...fted down from the best orgasm of her short life, her taut, and supremely feminine body sagging in complete relaxation. She felt like a puddle of warm wax, her universe soft and pink.Then it started again.She felt the needles begin to vibrate. They pulsed away; deep inside her breasts as the articulated cups holding them began to manipulate her. The hostess' eyes would drop to our hands... and the blood would drain from her face. Her eyes would then rise to meet mine and she would glare at me. Then, in case there was any doubt, my young friend would insist on snuggling up next to me on the same side of a booth.It came to an end at the end of the school year, when we came to the mutual agreement that it was a dead end for her, and we had to part ways. Leaving my wife was never on the table, but in the end that was what she wanted me. Slap. Slap.It was happening; we were making love. My father’s erect cock was moving in and out of my vagina as if I was his real girlfriend. The pain was fading fast and the feelings of pleasure were rising sharply too.I began to moan softly, my legs flopping open, my arms rising to stroke the hips and waist that were driving the invading phallus in and out of me.Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.The feelings growing within me were like nothing I had ever imagined. My defloration had been exciting but an. "Man she gets wet easily doesn't she Henry? Watch this now, I want to show you something."He put the head of his cock just inside my slit. He pushed the head of his dick in a out a few times saying "One, Two, Three!" then pulled back hard on my hips and thrust forward, fast, shoving his dick all the way in me, balls deep.I cried out loudly and tried to get up from the chair. He put his hand on the back of my head and held me down with my face pressed into the seat. I tried to move and he just.