If I fuck someone and cum inside, the reduced friction my not be quite enough sensation compared to 10 minutes ago, but for the life of me, now matter...HOW fucked out I am, if a pussy is filled with cum from the LAST guy a girl just fucked, insty hardon like steel. It's a high level aphrodisiac to me. I've examined it repeatedly, it's not about dominance or competition at all, sluts just turn me the fuck on madly.++++Loosing erection ? What's wrong with you guys. I never lost any erection after. I knew but never said anything.He was sitting at his desk and gestured to the chair off to the side for me to sit. I did and waited."I want you to listen to something and then talk to me about it. OK?"I nodded and sat back, my legs crossed and my hands on the armrests of the chair. I prepared to listen to one of his lectures or speeches. He obviously wanted my opinion. He did this rather often."Please, Lou, give it to me! I have to cum! Please, harder! Harder! Oh, God! That's it, that's it,. .. I licked my lips in lustfull anticipation. I put one hand against a wall to support myself as my other hand found its way to the inside of my panties. I could feel the heat and dampness. I rubbed my clit, running my fingers over my swollen pussy lips. I dipped a finger into my pussy and found it wet and silky. My hips moved forward as if on their own, enclosing my finger in the depths of my pussy. My pussy squeezing my fingers, wishing they were a cock instead. All that was running through. Then, there was a scream. “Oh, Javi!” Catherine sobbed into her gown. Mom put a comforting arm around her, and Catherine wept into her breast. I caught my breath, and assessed our surroundings. We were in a butcher’s shop, though since the trade embargos, there’d been little in the way of meat even for the nobles. Cobwebs spanned the meat hooks that hung from the ceiling, and dust had collected everywhere. My eyes fell upon the knife-rack behind the counter. They were brutal blades, more tools.