Your breathing, the rustle of fabric against your hair, your own heartbeat. But the silence that descended on me was complete. I couldn't hear my own ...ody. I could hear nothing outside it.And time was suspended.I am an artist, and while that is not synonymous with "drug addict," I have had my occasional brush with mind alteration. There comes a point when smoking a little weed that time slows down. Or perhaps it is that your awareness of time is suspended. Everything moves in slow motion and. Somehow, as in everything we’ve been doing, I knew you liked that. We seem to be in sync with each other’s bodies, perfectly in tune. I slow down the pace ever so slightly as to hold back myself from cumming as long as possible. I continue sliding the whole length of myself deep inside of you. The pressure is building within my balls. I reach around you once again, this time around your slim waist. I begin fondling your clit, urging you to cum with me. You begin pushing back in to my hips.. As for Tara, Vicki and I both felt she would ever step foot in the place. Just as I was about to leave for my meetings, I jokingly asked Vicki if she intended to try her hand as a ‘high-class hooker in training’ today, and once again I expressed to her how hot she looked. This time she just laughed at my comment. But then as I started to turn and walk way, Vicki blurted out with a great deal of anxiety, “Alex, you really are okay with me having sex with a total stranger today, and for money?”. Max thrust again and she felt the Knott in the goat penis start to enter her pussy. The pain she thought was unbearable until she felt him thrust again this time shoving the whole knot into her now raw but still tight little hole. She cried out in pain and felt the Knott growing larger and larger until it felt like there was a baseball right inside her pussy, and then she felt him cum, his warm cum shot up deep into her cunt and he seemed to spasm a few times letting out spurt after spurt of.