”“Oh, yesss…” she hissed as her body shook with another orgasm. I pushed my fingers deep into her, front and rear, as she came. I could feel m... fingers against each other inside her. Her knees buckled and I held her up by the fingers buried in her pussy and her ass. She pinched her nipples and shuddered, and I could feel the spasmodic contractions of her orgasm.She leaned against me, her body trembling.“How many times have you cum today?” I asked her. My fingers were still inside her.She. I allowmyself to daydream a little as I prepare to go.Tonight the men will drool and undress me with their eyes and minds. Thewomen will look at me critically and make jealous comments behind theirhands. Everyone will pay attention to my words and I will be pleasantand charming to all of them, smiling and nodding to show that I valuetheir company. Later in the evening I will take to the dance-floor withmy escort and brush imaginary lint from the shoulders of his tuxedo andwe will drink. "Put your baby in meeeee!" and she writhed under him until the dam broke,a nd she shuddered again, the sheer power of his thrusts making her climax as her tunnel convulsed as nature intended on his black baby maker.[10:14:52] Raj (EroticArts Solo) watching her face, the expressions of her feminity surging and falling with every thrust, her body giving up all it had , letting her breast go, lifting up my sweaty face and reaching to her lips and smooching her hard, all the white i relentlessly. (Lisa) Good choice Morpheus!(ranko) Do you view stories as a way to escape from reality?(Morpheus) Yes. And just way to amuse myself.(*Anne-Mal) Authors have talked about how lack of feedback takes away their interest in writing. You certainly have a lot of interest, what is the secret?(Morpheus) An overactive imagination and the fact that a story tends to hound my thoughts until I put it in writing.(*Anne-Mal) May I ask how many are you thinking of now?(Morpheus) I currently have a backlog of.