With a loud, primal roar you cum inside me. Your cock spasms and pulses inside my tight rear as you shoot your load into the rubber. You grip my hips ...nd keep thrusting, your balls slapping my pussy as you fuck me relentlessly, squirting out every last drop of spunk. Spent, sweating and shivering, you pull out of me and slump gently into a heap on the soft carpet. The condom is a drooping bag of white spunk hanging from your slowly-detumescing dick. I pull it off, tie it and bin it before you. "And she's the morning person in this team, if you can believe that. I'm desperately seeking coffee," Warren added, to more amusement. To Warren's amusement, Stephanie rapidly produced a cup. "Look at this. What service. I love the USFSA!" OK, now that I've given you the unexpected tidbit of my condition, I'm sure you all have tons of questions about how our long program is coming along, am I right? I mean, there's nothing else we could have to talk about, right?" Sophia baited them with a huge. We had very busy nights and not time for breaks, there are nights when you don't even get a chance to pee. The past four nights were those kinds of nights. I went home the morning of my last shift with the beginnings of a migraine headache, and after a shower I collapse into bed, with a ratty old cotton nightie on. The blinds are drawn, the phone shut off and I take some codeine for the pain. I fall into a drugged sleep, but a restless one. I awake, later in the evening, disoriented,. My left arm lies trapped under this same warmth and I sense a light touching sensation in the palm of my hand. My right hand is resting in a valley of some sorts, a soft warmth permeating the palm of my hand... and something tickles my left shoulder. Absorbing and processing every message my sensory system sends to my brain, I drink in an aroma of fresh flowers close to my twin nasal ports. I am suddenly awake though my eyes remain shut, allowing the rest of my senses to build within my mind,.