I spread my feet to open my legs moreto give her more room. I didn't understand why I was getting so hot. Mysensorary system was overwhelmed as I came...in wave after wave oforgasms.When I reopened my eyes, I could see that Carol had removed all of hernew clothes. Her muscles rippled as she stroked her nearly eight inchpenis as she walked behind me. Barbara stepped aside to allow Carol toguide the head of her hard cock to my wet vagina. As her penis pushedinto my belly, she exclaimed, "I can feel. I really did come here to comfort you.”Yamina smiled, and then rose. “I need a tissue.” She disappeared into the house and came back a moment later with a box. “I figured we might need more.”Lenna wiped her eyes and sat quietly, trying to compose herself. “I deserved that, didn’t I?”“I never put up with that failure mentality from my troopers, and I’ll be damned if I’ll put up with it from the likes of you,” she smiled to take the offense from her words. “I’m going to give you that lemonade I. When they went to bed, she didn’t get a chance to invite Bobby to her room again.She waited a while, to see if he’d come and, when that didn’t happen, she solved the problem by putting on her T shirt and going to his room. He was lying in bed reading when she eased open the door.“You’re insane,” he said, looking up at her.“I’m horny,” she corrected him.“It’s too dangerous,” he said. “My sisters are here. My mother too.”“I’ll be quiet,” she said. When he didn’t look convinced, she tried again.. ”She smiled: his syntax became tortured when he was agitated. Or, ‘When agitated did he become, tortured would his syntax become,’ she thought. She wasn’t worried. Not once in her life had she sustained so much as a hangnail, a blister, or even a sun burn. The thought of damaging her hands or any other part of her body, never entered her mind. Well, it had happened once. She had cut her foot when she stepped on a sharp shell, but that was one time, long ago, and she never gave it a thought.