She would protest weakly, "No... wait... don't cum inside... oh god... don't cum in me... oh fuck... oh that feels good." Her legs would be wrapped ar...und my waist, pulling me deeper even as she half-heartedly objected. When she felt the heat of my orgasm, it would trigger her own. I imagine her pussy clenching around me. Her mouth would be hanging open, eyes closed tightly, moaning in pleasure. Her cunt would contract around my cock, milking the cum out of me. Only after she caught her breath. His hands patting and cupping the twin mounds of my fanny through the denim fabric of my shorts as he passed behind me. He would from time to time stroke my hair, my neck, shoulders and arms. His fingers would slowly stroke my nipples and his hands would pause to cup my breasts, occasionally giving them a squeeze or a pinch. As time went on his cupping, patting and caressing seemed to get more intense. The pats became little swats, the handling of my breast turning from mere cupping to more. ......as it emerges from you the vibrating sound increases until it is completely out of you.You hold it in one of your hands and rub it against your clit enjoying the sensations and emitting a little moan of delight...........After a while you bring the egg out of your tights and dangle it above your mouth - you strain your neck up to flick and lick the egg with your tongue tasting yourself!You've got a surprise for me - you ask - underneath the chair?You reach underneath the chair and smile. ”“As you wished.”After a second she nodded. “May I come in?”“I’d just have to throw you out again.”She stared for several seconds and said, “We need to talk.”“Bit late for that, wouldn’t you say? Seems you had a perfect chance a year ago. When opportunity knocks.”“Please, it’s cold and I’m wet.”I looked over her thin coat and shawl and after a second pulled the door open and stood aside. She shivered and removed her coat, but fortunately her outfit was mostly dry. I went to my hall closet and.