It was still stiff. Looking at it made herpussy tingle. How good it would be to allow a hung lad who'd fucked his ownmother to ram her pussy too. ..."Well. That was very therapeutic, Walter," Margaret said huskily. "Youcertainly were correct in saying that your prick always shoots off plentifullywhen you orgasm. I can't help noticing that your cock is still extremely stiff now. Do you often need to cum twice in a row to relieve the painful stiffness in your fuck organ?" "Yeah," Walter. No... it wasn't heaven.It was la Violencia all over again. Armed men yelling in Spanish rushedon all sides firing their guns wildly and killing humans as if they werewild animals. Speaking of animals, Roncho died for the second time , butI didn't care for him. My worries was for our parents.A "whizzzz" sound zipped past me. I grabbed Sabrina's hand and simplyran for it without looking back. The hard dirt beneath my feet turnedinto the soft soil. Leaves slapped my cheeks and branches scratched. I must admit I couldn’t take anymore and unloaded deep in her cunt. My wife was frantic by now and gently pushed me back so she could get to her pussy and drink all the nectar as it was coming out.In a couple of short days my once conservative wife had turned into an accomplished pussy eater and was loving every second of sucking the juices that presented from Julies cunt. Finally, Julie could take no more oral attention and pushed her away. Since Sherry was already on her back, Julie. When we got to her place, I walked her to her door. "Thank you for going to dinner with me, Holly," I said."I had a great time with you, James, both at dinner and afterward."A part of me wanted to flee, but a much bigger part of me hoped she would invite me in to stay the night. Holly was just standing there, staring into my eyes, as though she was trying to read my thoughts. Finally, I broke the silence."Will you come to next Sunday's meeting with me? Now that I know where you live, I could.