Finally they decided it might be time for marriage. But before tying the knot, they went out for a heart to heart talk over dinner, to discuss whether...or not it would really work out. They discussed finances, living arrangements, snoring, and so on.Finally, the gentleman decided it was time to broach the subject of their physical relationship. “How do you feel about sex?” he asked, rather trustingly.“Well,” she said, responding very carefully, “I’d have to say that I would like it. “Okay” I said. Now I was disappointed; I didn’t want to pull out; the feel of creampie-ing into my women and feeling their pussies orgasm on my cock is what I love most about sex. I could feel my cock slide in and out of her pussy; I could not go any harder or faster. Jillian’s moans were so quick now that it sounded like she was humming. I felt the pressure build up to critical mass. I pulled out of her pussy, contemplating whether or not I should creampie, but my instincts overtook me. At the. Vi was in the flatbed, wearing her armor today with her plasma rifle attached to the back of her metal chest piece through some magnetic system. She didn’t like the plan, but she hadn’t refused when I had asked her to back me up, after all she seemed to expect this whole venture to go south very quickly. I was optimistic though, and I had gathered a potato sack full of scrap metal from around the farm, along with the few cans of food I could spare from the pantry. It was the best I could do for. She knew why she was summoned to the theater. She knew that this was just a booty call, even if it was a very unique booty call. This was the only time that she would take her own pleasure to heart, the only time that her mind would be on her own desires. It was what he wished. She fell to her knees. Coolness enveloped Carla’s sex as Gary’s fingers left her depths, and suddenly warm lips kissed her mound. Shock registered in her mind when she realized that those lips could not be her husband’s..