”“What? You didn’t tell me you were a sociologist! Wait, couldn’t you be a psychology undergrad?”“Physiology, actually.”“You don’t s...rike me as the med student type.”I then decided to go blunt as a hammer.“I want to fuck you.”“What? You like me?”The point was finally getting across. Maybe this would stop being romantic comedy and start being erotica now.“So… uh…. You want to go out for coffee?”I sighed, stood up, and grabbed onto his arm.“Look, if you want to come, follow me.”I had a feeling. With my feet planted on the floor, my body over my girlfriend and my arms out on either side of her head, I could to really slam my cock in down into her. In a plank position over her, I could really feel the burn along my abs as my hips hammered into hers. Madison had a springy bed which made her body bounce back up into my pelvis as I slam-fucked her hard into the mattress with my whole body. “AHH! AHH! AHH!” She kept crying out with each slap of my pelvis hitting hers.A great idea occurred. It doesn’t make any sense. Isn’t it a sin in their twisted minds to be reading such pornographic trash and erotic literature? Or are they looking for the Lord Jesus Christ, not in the scriptures of the Bible but in the pages of the pornographic and erotic stories on Literotica? Is there a religious message hidden in some pornographic or erotic story that I’m missing? Perhaps they are looking more for Mary Magdalene that they are looking for the Lord Almighty. Starting with saving my round,. "You're probably right!" Anyway, for now I'm going to let Candace do as she pleases where you're concerned. You understand what that means, right?" Toby asked.Beth lifted a washrag and wiped away some sweat that threatened to run into her eye. "Umm, that things probably won't get out of hand?" Somehow, she was vaguely disappointed...Toby frowned, pursing his lips. That was exactly the case -- but something in the back of his mind told him that it wasn't what Ma needed to hear -- so he took.