And then there was Elsa.Elsa wasn't the first person I slept with at university. She wasn't even the first woman. But she was the only one I really re...ember now, years later, in such searing detail that I can run through my memories of our encounters at will in my mind, with multiple playback speeds, fast-forward and rewind functions, and director's commentary.Elsa had a body I coveted from the start. She was tallish and blonde—already things that I am not—and she had astonishing curves which. She realized then that she was still stroking herself. She was using two fingers in the soft wound the dog had put in her cunt. She was rubbing her clit too, making it tingle and throb. But the peak of the pleasure had passed. She was just shaking now, shaking like a leaf in winter.With the back of her hand she wiped the drool from her mouth and blinked her eyes to focus. What had happened? What had happened!"Oh no! Ohhh god, no!"Gayle staggered to her feet and a fresh flood of the dog's jism. "Sylvia Porter," I said extending my hand to the man who met me at the door."Nathaniel, but you can call me Nate," he said stepping away from the door so that I could enter. He and I went into the kitchen where it was cold with the air conditioner going full blast. He trophy wife came through and spoke to me. Well it was not really speaking to me she kind of acknowledged my existence with a nod of her head.After she left the kitchen Nate poured me a coffee that should have tarnished the. .a spot inside that felt a little different than the rest. Stacey's whole body spasmed hard and started shaking. Her legs were trembling next to my ears and moved out just a bit so the angle was even better for her....her upper body was half pressed against me and it was like she had just bit into an electric wire. Stacey's screams turned into religious ravings; "O my god....O my god....so good o God....God.....Godddddddddddddddddddd....it's happening again O Goddddd" and a lot more like.