“Oh my God!” she gasped, feeling an incredible fifth orgasm rise up inside her. She couldn’t believe what a difference such a big cock would mak...! Keenum pulled her toe out of his mouth and pushed her feet even higher up so her knees were on either side of her head. He began to fuck her as hard as he could, jack hammering his rock hard member in and out of her helpless cunt. “Ohhhhh!” she grunted, wincing as an orgasm washed over her. Keenum was losing it as well, not even the alcohol could. Damn, for all the interminable hours I waited for her to reciprocate, all the time I pondered my aching jaw, sex and simultaneous orgasms, the time I thought of her hair, pubic and otherwise, the time I debated the proper usage of fuck and the hours I pondered the delicate slit between her legs, the clock had only moved twice, once for thirty two minutes after the hour and once again for thirty three. Her fingers opened her lips and guided me in, into the warmth, the wet softness, the soaring. It was such a wonderful feeling. The added tickles of the petticoat under the short uniform skirt just added to the attention distractions. I so loved being a woman, and now, after a night with Roger, well, part of a night anyway, I felt more womanly than I ever had before. My bare nipples rubbing against the material of my uniform were so sensitive from a night of Rogers playful loving; I felt every thread of the fabric. I fluffed up my breasts and made sure that they were all puffy to ensure. A cocker spaniel ran by, chasing a pissed-off duck, while ignoring some fat geese standing mere feet away. The spring sun felt good on my face. I laid back on the grass and closed my eyes. It had been cold that night, I recalled, a crisp winter evening. I heard a dog barking … then splashing noises … 1 – THE LAKE The raucous disturbance shattering the chill night air over Seattle’s Greenlake came as an almost welcome interruption to my somber reflections. Barking, then splashes, followed by the.