The guttural sounds of an abused throat, the constant struggle to breathe, and all muscles tensing at a heartbeat's pace from rolling orgasms became C...rmen’s entire life. Her mother, her coworkers, her dead goldfish, even her name... she didn't have a single neuron to spare thinking about what might be happening outside the carnasporum's epidermis. They were burning red hot. The gradual sluttification of her DNA from all the semen she ingested made sure each orgasm was stronger than the next so. I went along with it even though I don't thing I had a choose. With her pants half way down her thighs I was able to grab and squeeze her ass again, it felt even better without the pants on. I started moving my fingers in under her panty and she let out a small moan sound when I did. I took one hand and lifted her panty and moved the other hand inside, I took my middle finger and started moving it down from the top of her ass crack but when I tried to go pass her butt hole she let out a moan. I. I left that night looking at the little cottage in the rear-view mirror until I crested the hill. A sudden fear came over me as I wondered if Donna would be traveling back. There was no husband to come back to, only a job, a job that with her new experience, she could find a replacement closer to her family.I would of course give her a glowing reference. She was valuable to me, to the company, but a part of me knew that her marriage with Stu was on life-support and ready to die away. We hadn't. He pulled and pinched her hard nipples and she screamed with hot desire. Kalyani and Rakesh grunted and moaned as they rocked their hips together; the tempo was hot and erratic as they forcefully slammed into each other.“I-I think I’m gonna cum!” he hissed.“Yesssss! Cum in me, Rakesh! Give me your baby seed!”“I love you, Kalyani!” he cried out.The sudden declaration of love astounded Kalyani and she dimly wondered if he meant it or was saying he loved her because he was so aroused. It didn’t.