Only I had a vasectomy many years ago, so there was little chance of that happening.I lost track of time and I enjoyed the pleasure of her piston-rhyt...m. I could see that she was getting tired. So I decided to help her by placing both of her hands on my chest to support her weight as she continued. Now her faced has positioned above my face.I then noticed that drops of water were falling on my cheek. At first I assumed that it was her perspiration but as I looked up at her face, I noticed tears. As she walked, she kept careful track of time, and returned back just as an hour had elapsed.A few minutes after her return, the resonator let out a loud beep, the blue light went out. Lissa came out of her trance, and rubbed her eyes and temples.Lissa groaned as she removed the helmet. "Ooohh! I'd forgotten the really monster headaches these things give you!" as she gently massaged her temples. "And I also forgot to close my eyes." She proceeded to administer similar rubbing to her. Huge, monstrous, reaching into my guts. I groaned as my tight flesh ached about his dick.“Shit,” he grunted. “Shit, this is tight, hot cunt. Oh, damn, Mrs. Powell, your daughter is a dirty, filthy whore.”“She is!” Mommy's face contorted. Her blue eyes squeezed shut. She came, thrashing beside us. “She is such a filthy whore!”A second orgasm exploded through me. I loved it. My pussy milked Earl's cock as he reamed into my pussy. He grunted, shuddered, and then rammed his cock deep into my. And I have college ahead of me.My cellphone rang. I didn't recognize the number. That's unusual. I know everybody who know my number, except for the occasional robocall. I punched it. "Hello, this is Tina."The voice on the other end was female, with an exotic accent. "Mizz Christina Addison, am I correct?"Now I was curious. "Yes ma'am." I am Aneeta Patel, with the Auburn University School of Engineering. I have your application in front of me."Cindy! I KNEW this was Cindy's doing. Let's see.