Not wanting to waste the precious semen we changed position and he thrust deep in me. I was feather light and flying in deep space as Ramesh continued...his love machine unending till I cried for him to release. He let go of the withheld flood of love juices in long spasms again almost touching the entrance of my womb. We rested for a while and then after tea he left with promise to meet a day after.So we were meeting and mating on alternate days each time couple or more time. I was still waiting. “Same as always, soda and lime,” I said. I watched as she made the drink, plenty of ice I noticed. She was as yesterday, topless, but tonight wore white satin shorts, very brief, very tight, the outline of her pussy clearly visible.I was about to take my drink into the changing room, when I saw a young guy I knew. Fuck. He’d already seen me. He was a friend of my friends son. “Hi Wendy,” he said, “fancy meeting you here.” He looked at me with hungry eyes, as he looked me up and down. I was. Then..."Butch? Honey? Are you there?"It was mom.Liz put us on speakerphone; I stammered, "Uh, Hi mom! I'm glad you'realive!"How lame. But she responded right away, "Oh, me too! It was touch andgo there at the end, but we did it! The bad guys are in custody and nowI can come home and be back with you just like old times."Which was when Liz chimed in, "Speaking of old times, Janice, we havesome unfinished business. You know that matter I have been discussingwith you for three years? Well, it has. Wanting to submerge his head in her tight arsehole. Imaging that he was being sucked headfirst into her hungry bottom where he might live and suffer in her bowels. Henry was reeling now. Her weight had increased and his tongue was buried inside her constricting rectum as she ground over him. He was losing consciousness fast and knew he would soon black out. Still, he continued to lick at her arse and as he did all light faded. Victoria was in another world. A world of female dominance.