Things were going fine at first, but then everything started smelling. Badly. It was as if her pussy had eaten an order of spicy tuna rolls, and then ...et out The World’s Nastiest Queef. Within seconds, my wiener went soft serve, and I slowed down my thrusts like a puttering ’57 Chevy. After I’d come to a complete halt, she looked into my eyes, dejected. I spoke. “Sorry, uh, all that tickling wore me out.” She looked away. “Yeah.” I rolled off her and faked a giant sigh as if I was exhausted. . He came back out and pushed again, this time going further in. Another wave of pins and needles went through my body. Out and back in again and again. Every time he got deeper and deeper. My pussy seemed to have an endless supply of juice to help lubricate that massive thing sliding into me. Then I felt his thighs touching the backs of my legs. I couldn't believe it. He was all the way in. As he began rhythmically fucking me, I was experiencing another dimension of pleasure. The room was. He was neither a churlish lad nor a stupid one. He had every lust and desire known to a young man, he’d already demonstrated that part of his character on repeated occasions with Sandrine, his goddess, and on more than one occasion with Mistress Heathcoate. The latter was a bit of a puzzle to him. She was married but apparently open to liaisons outside of marriage, at least as demonstrated by her activities with him and Sandrine. On the other hand, to judge by the roars and cries and squeaks. Worn once by mistake.Call Stephanie.And the WINNER is...FOR SALE BY OWNER.Complete set of Encyclopaedia Britannica, 45 volumes.Excellent condition, £200 or best offer. No longer needed, got married, wife knows everything.Children Are QuickTEACHER: Why are you late?STUDENT: Class started before I got here.TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'GLENN:.