At this point I asked her if she felt guilty or anything and she said no. In fact she said she really only wanted that cock in her, and wouldn't have ...topped if I walked in. As she said this my straining erection leaked a table spoon of cum.He gradually increased his speed and she was surprised how she loosened up and began to push back against his thrusts. She did not remember how long they fucked but she said that he began to sweat and tense up, and at the same time she felt herself gush her. " I let go with another "ten."We kissed and caressed and snuggled until she said, "I waited for you so long. I didn't think you were ever coming home. You felt as good as I remembered." For me, too, Sweetheart. For me, too."She poked me in the arm and said, "I want to hear a detailed description of those two in the hospital."She had this way of snuggling into my shoulder, her breast against my chest, and her arm around me making me feel divine. I put my arm around her and whispered, "I'm out of. It was in Minneapolis that she actually saw the Gibson's Water Shake specimen; a pathetic looking little black shoestring, rather battered, floating around in a jar of formaldehyde. It filled Heather with gloom to look at; she'd be spending months and sweat working on this thing when she could have been working on blue whales if she'd played her cards right. But, every species is as important as every other one, she reminded herself, and had added to her pile of notes and background. It was always a struggle to get them off, but never an epic struggle like it was that hot and steamy Fourth of July. After that night, whenever I tried to rip her pants off, it only took two or three minutes to get them down. Whenever I got them off, I always threw them as far as I could before I started my oral assault on her pussy. Joyce squirmed her ass down the hall dozens of times, as my eager lips followed her every wiggle. It may have taken me a couple of months to get my cock in Joyces.