I love him so much, why is my fantasy about my parents instead of him?'Sara considered her answer carefully. She wanted to make her point very clear, ...o make sure that Janet and Mike would have every chance to make their marriage work."Very often our fantasies are about someone or some situation that is unattainable. That's why they are fantasies. You listened to my fantasy earlier. Do you think that I would ever really want to be forced to fuck two bikers?"Sara's explanation was not entirely. Then after 5 minutes she regained her senses. She was tired and she even could not open her eyes. Soumya just begged me as she was loosing her control over shit. It seemed she wanted to pass her shit. Now I got a plan to give most enormous pain a woman can get. I stopped making to and fro movement with my pole but made sure that I put whole of my fucking huge cock in to her ass and screw her and not to move my pole as she may loose control and pass her shit. Now my sole started feeling her soft. " I don't blame you one bit. I was actually amazed at the calm way you were taking things."She smiled gratefully at him. "Press on," she said. "I need to get to my man."When they arrived at the hospital they went to Reception."Hello," said Victoria with a smile. "I'm Mrs Bowers and my husband..." Hello, Mrs Bowers, we've been expecting you," interrupted the receptionist her eyes filled with compassion. "Your husband's still unconscious and is in intensive care. I'll let Wing-Commander Stephens,. He couldn’t last any longer. He bucked his hips once more and told her he was cumming. A second later he did. He pulled his member from her mouth after two spurts and let the rest (which was 5 more ropes of thick cum) splatter the bridge of her nose, her cheeks and her forehead. “It tasted so good I accidentally swallowed some. Thank you for coating my face.” She looked up at him as she said that then kissed the underside of his long prick and used it to spread the liquid around making her skin.