It tightened around my cock when he moved like that. A sensation that had me moaning louder than ever. It must have had the same effect on him because...he was just as loud as I was. Faster and faster he bounced. My cock almost exiting him as he pushed harder and harder.Somehow I was sitting up as he bounced on me, my hands rubbing his back with each decent. Our breathing was heavy and our bodies started to sweat. I forced myself to open my eyes to look at him. His eyes were closed and he was. He had been driving eastbound and I was driving westbound, but that did me no good at all. His trailer struck the bridge at more than fifty miles per hour, wedging the trailer firmly in place, tearing the trailer’s roof off, and spreading his goods—cans of lubricants—over the four lanes. The road was closed down by the local fire department and we were shuffled off onto Jericho Turnpike--U.S. Route 25.This was a good road with four lanes, but with traffic lights at almost every intersection. The energy can be used in many ways, so don't be afraid to experiment."Ken had a thought, "Is all the energy that you need going to come from what I give you?" No exactly," she replied. Another flick of the whip, this one snapping right at the base of Jane's ass caused the woman to groan. She was going absolutely nuts. "You and Jane, if she accepts, will begin the process of creating it. But over time, the more people that you contact, and keep in contact with, the greater the energy flow. The. You have to figure where we're going for the honeymoon and make reservations."Mitch grinned fiendishly, "I've a tent and some property. We can pitch it there." Britt and I as well as Mom and Dad pretended to duck while Missus Thornton laughed gleefully.Dora's smile matched Mitch's. She said, "I don't think you will like those separate sleeping bags, dear."We all laughed at that. I looked at Britt and smiled. I knew those sleeping bags could be zipped together! The evening drew to a close and we.