..however she wanted it. I had found that delaying my own orgasm built up such a volume of semen and built up so much tension that I could ejaculate c...pious streams of semen that would spray several feet out. The guys and I had even held contests and I always won for distance and strength of ejaculation.As Marcy felt me spray her insides she came again from the intensity with which my penis filled her vagina. I rolled us over so she could rest her thinner frame against my own body and held her. " He sighed again, a soft sound of contentment. "I don't think she has a gag reflex, do you?"D took a deep breath, then smiled. "_You_ ever meet a girl who could deep-throat like that?" He sighed again at the memory. "Nah. And I bet her suppliers like it that way."C nudged his partner and pointed toward the entrance. "Look at her," he said softly.D followed C's gaze. "Hard to believe it's the same girl." If anything, D was guilty of a serious understatement. With her 'fix', Paula was. He watched as they washed each others bodies and then their hair. He asked me who they were and I told him. He said that they were beautiful. The girls had been so into what they were doing they hadn’t really noticed him. When they did they both smiled at him and waved. He said hey. I asked him where he was from and who he was with. He told me that he was from Yakama Washington and that he was up with his wife and two boys. He asked me if the two of them were always this open with their bodies.. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, and Cole spun abruptly, jogging down the stairs of her grandma’s porch. She watched him squeal away and watched as his tail lights faded. Then she sat on the step and cried. Five years later, she was sitting on her suitcase on the outskirts of town at sunset, crying again. Matthew had ended up being a nightmare. He never worked, he spent her money almost before she made it, and the worst part was, he spent the majority of the time high or drunk or a.