She gasped when I withdrew a little and sunk back in. I had short-stroked her deep a half dozen times when she buried her face into the couch, stifled...a low groan and came with a loud grunt... a hard, body-shaking orgasm that I was afraid would make her scream, but she held it back and sobbed her pleasure quietly into the couch. I held her ass in both hands and held it in deep as she shivered and shook. Her pussy clenched and quivered and slurped around the shaft when I began thrusting. She held her own breasts and pressed them as if being pressed on by others. She bit her own lips and moaned while amidst her imagination. She saw them holding her tight and fondling her breasts. Both took a breast each and fondled it. They pressed and sucked and licked them at their will. And Sowmya kept lying, vulnerable and helpless.Slowly then she touched her wet cunt and immediately a chill ran down her body. She bit her lips even more as her fingers explored deep inside her vagina. She. By this time, his machine stiffly risen at me, lifted and bore the flap of his shirt out, which presently fiercely removing, gave me to see it in its highest state and bravery: He feels it himself, seems pleas'd at its condition, and, smiling loves and graces, seizes one of my hands, and carries it, with a gentle compulsion, to this pride of nature, and its richest master-piece.I struggling faintly, could not help feeling what I could not grasp, a column of the whitest ivory, beautifully. I worked at lightning speed and finished in record time. Alice and I hadn't had sex for two days, a record for us, and I couldn't wait to "get all up in that", growing a boner on the 35-mile trip to her house. I decided to surprise her and walked softly around the back of the house where the bank of windows in the kitchen and den were always open. They looked out onto an impressive landscape and a wooded hillside. I could see Ned at the bar, his books open, but his back was to them and his.