She was saying ‘yes’ over and over again. Ron began to rub harder, feeling his own climax building to critical levels.Suddenly, Hermione flung her...arm out and grabbed a pillow. She crammed it over her face and screamed into it. Ron could hear the faint edges of the scream that weren't contained by the improvised mask. Her body shook and trembled. She was twitching now, her scream still being absorbed by the pillow. He had no idea how long she had been screaming and thrashing about on the bed,. As I placed the head of my cock at her opening Trish took in a deep breath. I popped just the head inside to prolong the journey into her depths. I timed my entry to her breathing. Every three breaths and I inserted another inch. It was working perfectly too until I ran out of inches. I never wanted a forty-eight inch cock more than I did at that moment! Watching her breasts heave with each breath and counting to three before thrusting another inch in was the greatest feeling I ever had. I was. " He stood up. "Now be a good girl and help me out. As long as we're here, we might as well get a few shots. Lay down on the bed."With a sinking feeling of despair, Sharon nodded and went to the bed. She crawled up wearily and lay down on her back, not knowing what was going to happen and not really giving a damn. It was all over for her, as far as she was concerned."Here, honey! Take this!" Sharon looked over at what Allan was holding out in his hand and jumped, startled. It was an exact. ” The redhead cooed pursing her painted green lips at him. “My name is Winifred but everybody just calls me Freddy.” She stepped closer to him caressing his face and kissing him full on the lips. She wrapped one leg around his middle, rubbing his cock against her thigh. “This is my sister-“ there was a pause as she nibbled on his earlobe “Katrine.” “We just wanted to congratulate you on your game.” Katrine spoke this time, crimson stained lips curling into an impish smile. It was her turn to.