She inched closer, as she thought I wasn't paying attention, and the outsides of our thighs were now touching. I kept even better cool than I thought ... would, until she leaned over, and laid her head on my shoulder. If that wasn't bad enough, she lifted my arm, and put it around her. I was now sitting with my right arm around this lithe, beautiful 18-year-old freckly redhead. I thought I was going to melt into a puddle on the sofa, and slide onto the floor, but, somehow (I'll never know how), I. John was circumcised. She'd seen that when he was preparing to rape her.She held it out. It was big. She didn't know how she knew that, but she did. Most men didn't sport this kind of attachment in real life. But it wasn't ridiculous, either.Claire must have thought she needed something larger than life. Thinking about John made it understandable. Any woman would want more than John had to offer. Of course she wasn't thinking about John in physical terms, but maybe Claire had tried to. Of course, he was mindful of her ecstatic fit, he could feel her cunt throb on his cock. But he continued his exertions relentlessly. Within minutes, Hilda peaked a second time, a third time soon after. Allen ended his run on the last one and boiled his semen deep in Hilda’s womb, her clenching cunt attempting to constrict his flow. Allen heard himself gasping for air, Hilda likewise. He laid his weight on her, dormant, waiting for calm to be restored. He was surprised at the power he had. It felt like I just kept cumming. He apparently had once again had his buttons pushed as he pulled his cock out of her mouth and positioning himself above her boobs began stroking out his second wad all over her titties.I laid across our bed in a post orgasmic daze with my softening member still twitching. He said “I’m going to jump in the shower” and she said “you need someone to wash your back?” The two of them left the room and I could hear the sounds of water running. I lingered for a few.