She started grunting as the pleasure built until she was screaming softly. I knew I was getting close to exploding and was going to slow down to wait ...or her, but then I could tell from the clenching of her vaginal muscles that she was entering another orgasm. I drove my rod into her even harder as she began to cum and felt the sperm start to boil up from my balls. As her climax hit her, she started to scream for real and I hoped that the hundred yards we were off the road would be enough, but. You decide on a little of both, shoot them a smoldering look of "come hither boys", then turn around, shaking the mass of your shoulder-length brown hair, and walk away, with just a little more bounce in your step, a little more sway in your walk. Your ass bounces a bit as you enter the building, already filling with other people who came to see your favorite band perform live on stage. You waited long weeks for this -- they don't come to your town often. You give yourself a quick check-over in. You might think it strange the convent didn't use a physician for the ills which sometimes visited the establishment, but instead utilised an apothecary /alchemist. There were at least two competent doctors of medicine in Brussels: however the Convent was a Roman Catholic nunnery and the two Flemish practitioners were Lutherans, a sect that the Church of Rome regarded as little more than Satanists. As I had been married to a Walloon, a devout Roman Catholic as they all are, and spoke Walloon. It hardly ever does, unless you just happen to be in the right place at the right time. I did manage to stop a convenience store robbery and some teenagers who were about to vandalize a playground. Other than that, I sat in the Wolf Mobile, watching hookers and wishing I could bang one, or all, of them.As I sat watching what I thought was going to become a break in, but turned out to be a man who couldn’t find his keys, I became more depressed and despondent than ever and headed for the nearest.