On entry my wife orgasmed again as my balls slapped against her shapely ass. I was a monster slamming into her with power and speed. My wife's velve... tunnel accepted the abuse with becoming well lubed as my wife arched up to accept each crazy thrust. We were two wild animals pounding until we were covered in a coat of perspiration. I slammed deeply into her and shot thick ropes of cum into her body as we both screamed in joy. Collapsing side by side we lay there gulping air as our after. It has all those downsides, but it is a shortcut to learning hand-eye coordination, so coaches who train people for point fights use them.”Shortcuts in training for any sport are almost always a bad idea.I always loved stepping in the ring with people that use such devices. If you train to have a weak punch, then you train with people that have weak punches and never learn to take a hard blow. In the first round, fools that use shortcuts like these may hit you twice or even three times as often. Fighting for control of any of her muscles, she clumsily pushed at the cock, she had to expel it urgently and the need to bear down was too much. The intensity of the sensations crashing from her intensified, her voice returned as if coming up for air as she shook more violently this time. She wanted to roll over and as the room turned upside down; her body wretched again. Feeling an natural urge to bear down into her cunt, another wave of explosive vibrations sent her reeling. Mouthing. She quickly grasps it in her teeth and slides out the long, white smoke. The zippo chimes as the lid opens, sizzles faintly as the wick blazes; the cigarette morphs into a living being as it greedily drinks the flame’s heat. She drags hungrily on the filter so her cheeks cave and her chin wrinkles. Her eyes close as she experiences the ecstasy of the first inhale.Smokes drifts slowly from her open lips, parted only enough to allow the cigarette to dangle from her mouth. Her hands are.