‘Okay,’ he says, ‘I guess we’re on limited time. If you’re going to turn into a pumpkin at midnight, we may as well get on with. To have all...this ruined would be a tragedy.’His fingers are inside my knickers, rubbing the essence of my being. I’m gasping. I need to be fucked, never wanted it so much in my entire life.I unzip him. Oh yes, I’m delving inside his boxers, the soft cotton brushing against my fingers. Where is it? Where’s my treasure, the tool to provide my horniest pleasure?There it. "Louise is going to tell me tomorrow that Don's got leprosy!" Naw, it's not a disease," Tad said, warming to the game. "She'll tell you he weighs 450 pounds and likes to sit around the house without wearing a shirt!" He's a child-molester!" I suggested."Louise is his third wife -- and he never got around to divorcing the other two!" No, he's about to leave her -- for a guy!" I screamed."All right, all right, that's enough," Tad said. "Whatever Louise tells you tomorrow, it won't be as bad as. I always love when it slides in me in one fell swoop, no resistance as my entire cunt just accepts and hugs his full length in me, as he throbs a bit so I can feel that he is all the way to the base in me. He grabs my legs and starts pounding me, no real need for foreplay sex on this one, as the sound of his hips slamming into mine get a rhythm and start filling the room. He knows what I like and starts thrusting in specific ways so my moans keep randomly spiking as I lay my head on the side. Doing her best to remain as quiet as possible, she screwed her face up and let out a series of small squeaky noises. She was coming and it felt as though she was having an out of body experience, as she tried to let the feeling linger. It had been too long, and she didn't want it to end. Her vulva became swollen and tightened around her fingers hard, as she pushed them in. Her senses heightened and her skin became more sensitive. It was as if she'd popped thru to the ethereal plane.Satisfying.