Besides, I still have the honeymoon!" With remembering the honeymoon, which was meant to be a surprise by family traditions, Ally turned to Craig and ...ently touched his arm. "Well, darling, where are we going for the honeymoon?"Craig looked at Ally with a blank stare for a moment, before replying, "Oh, did Miranda not tell you? I asked Miranda to tell you this morning the honeymoon will have to be another time, sweetie." What? Why!?" Ally asked, a little annoyed."Ally, I'm sorry, but the. Plenty of one to one fucking, only one scene of a threesome, and one lezzy scene, with her pregnant next door neighbour. No whips, chains, leather, latex, outsized toys, rope or pain for anyone. We were onto the second fucking when my door bell rang.I looked at my watch as I got up. It was nearly half past midnight. I bet it's one of my friends, too broke to pay for a taxi home, having spent everything on wine and women and very little on song. It was Lucy."I'm sorry Dave, I guess I should have. But somehow when he pushed my head down, my mouth opened again, willing to accept the intrusion a second time.I took a deep breath as he pushed his cock into my throat again. It didn't take nearly as long to get it all the way into my throat as it had before, but still took a reasonable amount of time, considering I was holding my breath. When he was all the way in, I heard him say almost effortlessly, "I'm counting to 50 this time." I panicked again and tried desperately to pull away, but it. Keith swore he heard her mumble off something about getting in the proper deep place. Maybe it the sex with the old gypsy, but Keith lasted far longer than he should have. In fact, his calves were burning like hell by the time he shuddered and plastered the old bat's sex with his spunk. His balls spurted a ton, and Keith found himself growing weak in the legs as the tenth spurt of his balls, he crumbled to the ground. “Wow, what a compliment young man. You gave it to me right. Been awhile.