“Oh, yeah ... after I got past the ‘Gee whiz, we’re DOIN’ IT!’ stage, when I started paying attention to ALL the feelings, I felt that. Amaz...ng...”“Best is when he’s behind me, coming. I feel it best that way.”“Mmm, yesss,” she hissed.“That’s why I could never be lezz. I mean, I LOVE doin’ you and you doin’ me, but there’s still that feeling of LIFE in me...”“Or the life dripping out of you. I love that part. I’d hate to see that pussy wrecked.”“Wrecked,” I said. “We got time for a quickie.”I. He was about 8 or 9 inches, well bigger then my husband’s cock. I was a little excited but the smell from the man’s cock was just a bad. I was having second thoughts when the man grabbed my hair and pulled me to his cock. “Hey you pretty bitch, start sucking or I turn you in.” I grabbed his thighs to brace myself and slowly lowered my mouth to his cock. When my lips touched it I could taste how awful it was. I was really getting close to puking. I started to part my lips when I felt a hammer. "Clavicle."Easy thought Donald bringing the pointer up to his sisters collar bone."Sternum."The boy allowed the pointer to drift across his sister body until it rested neatly on the centre of her chest. He'd been very careful not to touch either of the breasts encased in the soft sports bra that Helen had on."Humorous."The funny bone, thought Donald and quickly indicated the upper arm. What followed was a trip around the body which really caused Donald no problems, Ribs, Femur or thigh bone,. His hands reached my breasts where the nipples were poking through my blouse as He tweaked each one. He yanked my blouse out of my skirt and buried his head between those perfect tits. He pulled the bra down to suck in a nipple. I pressed my head in tight as I struggled to get his pants undone. Our lips met once again and I finally freed his cock from his pants. Within a blink I was on my knees stroking his cock into my mouth. I took him deep down my throat as He started to fuck my sweet face..