"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! O,h fuck! I'm cumming" she shouted, her voice getting louder, shriller. "Oh my god, I'm cumming. Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhhhhhh...h my god," she screamed, rocking harder and harder against my swollen cock. "Ohhhh god, I'm cumming," she yelled, leaning back even more as we fucked through our jeans.I was pounding her as hard as I could, grunting, our bodies humping with an intensity I've never felt before, slamming harder, my cock swelling, on the verge of exploding, using. ’ ‘Eh, I’m just lazy.’ Archie consciously and carefully brushed through the front of his hair with his fingertips – sat in only his boxers, his routine would normally consist of showering, being lazy and then fixing himself up ready for the day. This day, however, proved to be a little different from the others. As the music soon came to a halt, the sound from the television became that of a man’s voice, commenting quickly on the history of the song. Archie stretched across for the television. We had always managed to keep some separation between the two halves of our lives, but we lost it that day. We rode and wept with our other selves, unable to differentiate which of us was which. We rode until it was dark and we were far up in the mountains.It took us two days to separate our present selves from our past selves. We had horses with no bridles or even a lead rope. Yet they stayed near to us and came when we called them. We snared a rabbit and cooked it over a fire that we started. He placed the tip just past her beautiful lips.Then, Jack took his left hand and grabbed a handful of Danielle’s hair.“I want you to listen and listen good, Danielle.” Jack barked. I haven’t fucked anybody in a week as preparation for today. I just about burst on the plane ride here. So, you’re going to lie there and just take it you little cum bucket. Do you understand?”Jack yanked Danielle’s head back and took his right hand off her mouth.“Answer me!” he yelled“Yyyyyes. I understand.”.