She was so hot that it took less than a minute for her to orgasm – and what an orgasm it was, her hips were bouncing, she was squealing and fragrant...juices were squirting all over my face.As she calmed down, I said, “If you stop trying to play with my body until you finish telling me what I want to know, I will let you pleasure me afterwards – understood?”“Yes, mistress, I promise to pleasure you like you have never been pleasured before. Now then, where were we? Oh yes, you wanted to know. ..”“The answer’s still no,” Wendy groused as a small hail of crumbs escaped her lips.Shrugging, he plopped the finished bacon and eggs in the middle of the table, pulled out a chair, and sat. “I know I’m repeating myself, but you two realize you’re going to kill me, right?”“Lover, we wouldn’t have it any other way.” Temporarily abandoning her breakfast, Kathryn crawled into his lap, planted a scorching kiss on his lips, and then returned to her seat ... but not before pilfering a slice of bacon. We would not be trusted until we had actually killed some Americans, and that we would not do. They even wanted Beth to be a suicide bomber because she was now obviously pregnant. That was when we ran!Okay, we were shipped home. Beth resigned her job so that she could spend full time at home learning all of the things a new mother had to know. Mom was a first class instructor for her, and she had her baby boy with a minimum of trouble or pain. She named him Robert James Argo, and everybody but. Now the rhythm picked up its pace. Shit, he's climaxing already."Tell me you love me" she whispered again. "What?" was his reply."I need to hear it. Oh ... to hear you say ... oh ... you love me. I'll fuck you all night if you say it", she told him. There was no way he would disagree to that."I love you" he muttered. That's not good enough."Look at me and yell it" she pleaded. Time to put those Kegel exercises to good work. Carmelita grabbed Maxwell's head in both hands, directing them directly.