Itne mulayam, round chuche wo bhi apni behan ke and above all wo bhi tab jab wo sone ka natak kar rahi ho. Kya feeling thi dosto. Khair maine fir bhi ...pni feelings par control kiya or jyada tez nhi dabaya. Mai dheere dheere uske boobs daba raha tha, ek ek karke maine uske dono boobs dabaye. Ye sab karte hue meri nazar uske face par thi, her face was quite relaxed, jaise ki wo bahut gehri neend me soi ho, no expression. Dheere dheere maine apne hatho ka pressure badhaya or mujh se ruka nhi gya. John looked up at her with his blue eyes, wondering if she was going to scold him for getting the floor wet. It had occurred to her, but she forgot all about it when his eyes met hers. Small things were bothering her less and less lately. There were much bigger things to be concerned with. It had only been six months since The Event, but it felt like years since times had been normal. Even though it was called ‘The Event’, what happened was much more gradual. John and his buddies had always. M.NSA Headquarters, Fort Meade, MDRet Col. Davidson was sitting down at his desk to begin another exciting day of Email reading when his eye happened to catch the updated 'hard copy' on the Chicago saga,. "Holy Crap!" came his succinct exclamation. The report, when read in detail, stated that the same 'phone-linkup' had happened again in Illinois and this time it was linked to a cell on the DC to Chicago express, plus the HS Director's private cell. 'Well, that's not real surprising. Though. Every time, he gave vent to an urgent yell into his gag and his hips pumped wildly. In spite of the intense pain Trisha inflicted, he began to feel the sweet sensation of approaching ejaculation from his frenzied pumping into Becky's closed fist. A few more snaps and his moans became those of pleasure. His ejaculation came suddenly, and he recklessly spurted over himself and Becky's hand. The girls again giggled and made comments about the translucent substance that he squirted. Becky kept her.