"I want you to stroke that clit and cum for me." She wrapped her hands around her small but hard cock and worked it while she rode me. "I don't really...cum," she whispered, " not like you." I told her to cum anyway, I would like it. . .I wanted to watch as she rode me. And she was right. She didn't spurt like I do, but a small strand of cum oozed from her the whole while as she rode my cock with faster and faster intensity until finally she shuddered and slowed. "So sexy," I told her.She laid. Early one morning we had arranged for them to come to my room, to which I answered the door in one of my many swimsuits. The swimsuit I wore to answer the door was a sporty one, quite tight on my body, hugging it very well and felt goodto wear, a blue and black colour. Well needless to say the 7 of us had some good fun with them sliding their cocks in and out of my pussy as well as me sucking them off. I decided to take of the swimsuit to begin with to get what I want to first, After I had. “Relax. We’re not at war,” I quoted the president. “The war was over in a couple of hours but it didn’t stay in space. One or more of those satellites had biological weapons on it. Probably targeted toward a specific country. But the explosions 120 miles up, scattered the virus around the globe and it descended on all men, not just the targeted population.”“It’s a lot of speculation. But it all fits together. Especially, the government coverup. Get on the phone and get comments from Homeland. Little did I know what his real intent was at the time, but I was to find out soon. At his home that night, it came up a thunderstorm and I was disappointed that we couldn't go night fishing as we had planned. Charles fixed up a pallet on the living room floor as the storm raged outside, and the home was plunged into darkness, as power failed. He wanted to go to bed early, as there was nothing else we could do in the dark, so he had me to undress, while he stripped too. I wanted my pajamas, and.