The two naked bodies glistened in perspiration. I could feel she was drawing towards a climax because her moans became louder. Her breath came out in ...asps now and she cried out like a hysterical woman at the point of high.She fell on Dad who did not seem to have attained his orgasm and rested on top of him for a while. Both of them were sweating and their bodies glistened in perspiration. After they had lied like this for a while, she got up and wrapped the saree around herself clumsily and. I pull my fingers out most of the way then shove them in hard again, hurting her so that she arched her back and unwittingly tilted her face away from me as she did so. I let her, my smile viscous as I watch her whimper beneath my touch and she thought about begging me desperately to be more gentle with her, except she is too afraid I would only use that as a reason to hurt her more. Afraid, also, she secretly didn't want it like this to begin with, unable now even to trust herself. I thrust my. I double checked and confirmed the impossible: half of his member was vanishing inside her with every stroke! She gurgled and pulled back but he held tight. This was definitely half down her throat. No idea how she was breathing. But then, I was not breathing either. Every few strokes he would let her have a rest and the nrepeat. Thus he would phuk her throat. A good few minutes this continued - enough for me to compose myself and rub myself to another frenzied orgasm. He then pulled he onto. Eric grabbed her hand as she reached for him. "I, uh ... can't believe I'm saying this after what happened last night, but we don't have time. You need to go help with breakfast and well ... I need to save my energy for the Sergeant's training. Apparently, he can't seem to fathom that we can fire the pulse rifles without first jogging a couple of miles in the snow, and doing sit-ups, push-ups or chin-ups until we're ready to collapse. He says that firefights often come when you're tired or even.