She begins to fondle herself as I fuck her and I can tell that she's getting ready to cum again. I feel the jism rising in my cock and know that I'm...going to cum soon myself. My god, I think to myself, what kind of woman is this. Is there anything she won't do? My thoughts are interrupted when I begin cumming furiously up into her bowels. I feel Jennifer's ass milking my cock and I know she's cumming again. She moans while she remains impaled on my cock. I pull out of her with a very. Instead, I opened the window and listened to the engine, to the wind, to the night. I passed through a village, one without streetlights or any signs of life. A glance at the clock on the dash told me why, it was almost three in the morning.Soon after that first village, there was another. Then another. Finally, I came to the edge of a town. The sign that greeted me told me I’d arrived in Hashmere, the westernmost town in Westmouthshire and almost thirty miles from Westmouth.It was then, when. Byron excused himself to go to the restroom, and I moved close to Eileen. We talked about how he hadn’t changed much over the years and had managed to retain his good looks and charm. Eileen couldn’t hide her attraction to him through this conversation, so I decided to cross the line. I asked her if she was serious about the “What happens in Vegas” thing. She looked confused, but answered that she guessed that she was. I told her that if she wanted, I could probably talk Byron into having sex. It just isn’t fair.” Breaking free from the hug, she added, “I’m very glad to have you for a friend, but I can’t help but wish it were different.”Then Maggie reached back and swung a slap that made Pēteris’ head ring, “And I don’t want to lose my friend because of a silly stunt like you pulled with that last jackass. Do you realize this is the second time a sword has been past your guard? Your mail is to prevent accidents, not to be your first line of defense. You hear me, Hero?!”“Yes Ma’am,”.