. uhhhhh! Ohhhhh, Mary, baby, you... you..."She let him kiss her open mouth. She felt his chest heaving against her tits. She stroked the sides of his...body as he writhed happily against her. Yes, his cock was bigger. The head was expanding against her cunt-walls. The pink, dripping folds squeezed down with a rhythm that seemed to pulse from inside her pussy."Ohhhh, Nate! Ohhhhh, god, I feel crazy! I'm burning up!"More than ever, Mary felt as if her cunt and Nate's cock had become as one. The. . it is exactly THAT what I've been looking for ... what I've needed to convey ... from the time we started on this project." Let me be perfectly blunt, Kelly ... I can go along with the statues and the paintings ... business is business and when you think about it, there really isn't any difference between the poses we've been doing and any of the Greek statues of two thousand years ago or of the statues that used to hold up clocks and lamps during Victorian times but I think that I speak for. My inner thigh muscles shuddered and trembled as I came down and found him still licking my pussy. Soft soothing strokes now, his fingers gently thrusting in time with his tongue. He caught my eye and smiled wickedly at me. “Don’t you wish it was my cock in you right now instead of just my fingers?” He stood up and taking hold of his cock in one hand, brushed the head up and down my slit teasingly. I looked him in the eyes. “Fuck Yes!” I said and with a surge of my hips I impaled myself on. From the moment I came back in time, my analytical side has been dominating all thought. I have been forced to think my way through a fucked-up situation where emotion would have hampered me. Since I haven’t had time to think, it isn’t until I get to the police station that I notice how much quicker and more precise my thoughts are.I suppose calling myself retarded isn’t accurate. Post-military me was retarded compared to pre-military me. That is to say; once I was healed, I became slightly.