Brad cooked breakfast for the two of them. They made love again and then showered. Betty dressed in a pair of her jeans she had left at brad's place a...d one of his T-shirts. The shirt was a little large but she didn't want to wear the short dress back to her apartment. Brad drove her home and escorted her to the door. They kissed good bye and he offered to buy her lunch on Tuesday, at work. He had meetings all day Monday. Betty accepted and went inside. She changed into another shirt that fit. The pain is killing you but the pleasure is taking over. your heart is beating out of your chest. your eyes roll back and you feel like you cant breath. the pain mixes with the most pleasure you have ever felt. your asshole tightens around the dildo. your balls contract and you feel your cock throb as the first stream of cum flies out of your cock. you keep stroking as shot after shot of cum blasts out. five, six seven spurts of cum and it is not stopping. your ears are ringing you cant see. "It doesn't help that I haven't had a good, hard cock in ten years," she thought, remembering that it wasn't even good. The poor guy couldn't keep it hard and she ended up worse than ever."Maybe a nice bath would help," she said standing up and made her way down the hall. She passed his room and heard him moaning. Jenny moved closer to his door, gently turned the knob and looked inside. "Oh my God!" she gasped looking at his massive, hard cock pointing straight up into the air. She stood in. She wondered if Dr. Samuel Finkelstein knows how well his wife is doing with her tennis lessons. As Vivian toweled of again, she could hear Wally and Jess still at it. She couldnt help herself and returned to watch this sexual scene. Still wrapped in a towel, Vivian was once more peering in through the open door. Jessica was now bent over the end of the table. Her shiny wet slit was just a few feet from Vivians gaze. Wally slowly withdrew his huge glistening tool from her stretched hole. For a.