The speed at which they had, not only become lovers, but were living together was frightening and exciting. They both felt like teenagers again and wh...re experiencing the adrenaline rush, quickening heartbeat and shortness of breath every time they touched. It was a palpable passion, that their partners no longer could spark in them. It was lustful. It was intoxicating. It was just the two of them and it was heaven. Marissa was in her favorite warm flannel pajama bottoms and one of Mark's. ....slamming me up and down against his cock. My arms, legs, hair, tits were everywhere. I did nothing but go limp in his arms and allow myself to be taken by him. "now that you're not pregnant I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit for a week." I didn't doubt him for a second because it felt like his cock was tearing me apart, despite my own wetness and the wetness from his tongue lashing. After awhile he backed down to the chaise lounge again and sat down. I tried to. Ana gagged.So he released her head but as soon as she got some air, Ana herself dove back on it, going as deep as she could…As she gagged again, Cosmo held her like that until she started convulsing and her eyes rolled up. When he pulled her off, tears and makeup were running down her face and long streams of pre cum was hanging from her mouth…Cosmo grabbed Anita’s hair and pulled her back up to the sofa.He grabbed his stiff cock, telling my wife to straddle him. Anita moaned as she eased. Channel Sheila and you'll be fine. Most people I would tell to channel Sean, but you've been doing that all your life. Sheila is the one you need to focus on."That made entirely too much sense. Gerald once said that Sheila could deliver a thirty-minute briefing in fifteen seconds. She could verbally cut you to ribbons, without raising her voice. You might not get her sharpest point for a week. In a way, it was complimentary. Stupid people would never get it all. Gerald also said that soft.