. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Everywhere, fairies were running and shrieking....Some—like Cynthia—triedto escape by breaking a window and flying out, but the billowing sheets ofweb caught them all. Others slammed their bedroom doors and locked them, thenmade an additional barrier of whatever furniture lay at hand. But the spidershad no trouble reducing all this to splinters. Squeezing through the doorwayswas a little more. She was a girl that I really didn’t know that well, but it seemed as if we were glued together as our rapid heartbeats were in sync as one. Christy was so right, a great orgasm can be had with someone other than a regular lover.Observing the other girls, and listening to their moans and groans, it was obvious that we all were responding the same way as we did. But then I looked at Christy and Pam and it appeared as if Christy was really mad at Pam.“Damn it Pam, you’re pissing me off, all your. This is so heavenly. I can’t hold much longer. I am gonna cum Ayeesha.Ayeesha: Give me Harish. Give me your cum. I love the smell of your cum. Bath me with your cum. I need it. Shower me with it.Ayeesha doesn’t love to drink or taste cum but as she said she loves the smell of it and its hot feel. Hearing her talk dirty and her love for my cum was just enough for me to splash out my huge load with me moaning out loud. Ayeesha stopped sucking and stroked hard and my dick burst out my huge. Her wetness began to flow. Her heat was impressive. My cock was rock hard, I was ready to climb on and plow into her wet, thirty-two year old, married hole. I wonder if they have video surveillance in this city building. I hope they do. The bitch would lose her job, for sure. I would become a legend. This happy thought nudged me onwards. I began to suck at her pussy. I let go of her legs and slid my hands under her wet ass. Her pussy juice was soaking the grey leather chair beneath. I.