I felt like he was going to tear my womb apart. He rammed me down as deep as he could go inside me. My eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my...skull and my insides burned as they were stretched to their limits.His cock violently twitched and throbbed as he emptied his balls inside my tightly clenched pussy. We stayed coupled like that for a time, his cock plugging my hole so his baby batter could start a bun in my oven.I got up first and pressed my thighs together. He reached forward. He sat up and asked if I cared if we shared it as the floor was hard and he couldn’t get to sleep. I was still drunk and replied with a whatever , I just wanted to pass out. I was lying there just about asleep when I felt him rubbing my leg. I figured ignore him and he’ll knock it off and pass out. So I pretended I was asleep and he continued to rub my legs farther and farther up. I continued my sleeping act hoping he would get the hint. Instead he shifted his body around and was now resting. I got up on the couch on all fours. He took the hint and approached me from behind. He guided himself into me, I moaned as he pushed in. He started fucking me from behind and I just took him in, feeling him fill me and feeling my orgasm build inside me.I came twice as he fucked me. He came once. With a grunt he started filling my pussy with his cum. Now I was pretty much a slut in those day so I was on birth control. I know that was not perfect protection so I always insisted on condoms. One of those good deeds was helping out in the annual 9/11 commemoration celebration. From even before September began, Donna prepared, making up baskets, baking up a storm, and then on 9/11, delivering those baskets to the local fire stations. This year she was even interviewed by the local television station about what she did. And this year, her worlds overlapped, dark bleeding into light.She had been to a number of firehouses already, but when she walked into Station 10, one of the.