Women aren't wired the way men are. With you, orgasms are pretty much inevitable. Give your dick a tickle, and you pop. But with us, it's different. U...ually I cum, but sometimes I don't. It has nothing to do with your skills as a lover. Sometimes I get a big one, sometimes a small one, sometimes three in a row. Sometimes I don't get squat, even though it's still a very pleasurable sensation, like just now."So you have a choice. Do you want me to fake an orgasm just to let you know that I still. Then she drifted back down the hall where Eddie and Isobel crouched. Linda was hidden in the living room closet, waiting her chance to ambush Clayton Zachary, who didn't have the faintest idea of what was going on.Leaning close, Beth murmured, "I'll get him to screw me, don't worry. I think he's already interested." If he's not," Isobel hissed back, "he's lost his balls. You're simply devastating in that dress. Go get him, tigress."And after she was gone, Isobel said into Eddie's ear, "I. Well up to the point, that is, where she was now undoing my belt and top fastening and pulling them down out of the way, to the point where, now kneeling, she could pay him a lot more attention.She continued to disrobe me by pulling down my jockeys – my cock, now released, sprung out and did its darnedest to poke her eye out. Undeterred all Mandy said was a heartfelt, “Ohhhhh Yes!” followed by her taking the crown into her mouth. Not content she then carried out what was, given my size, a not. Then I got her to roll over onto her belly, before I slid my cock back in her cunt from behind, starting to fuck her once again.Barbara begged me to stick my fingers back up her asshole.So I quickly did and as my cock continued to fuck her hot cunt, my two naughty fingers slid into her tight anus again.The old lady let out another loud groan as she held onto the sofa cushions.For another few minutes, I pounded her pussy from behind, while my fingers plunged back and forth in her asshole.Then I.