" She looked at him and laughed. "I'm not a very good roommate, that's why I'm going to get my own place and live alone." Are you really a slob? I don...t believe it," he said. She dismissed the question with a nod and a smile."You're developing some nice muscles there," she commented, reaching across the table to feel his biceps. Her hand was small but strong. He reacted to her touch, flexing his arm."The race is next Saturday, can you come?" she asked, watching him for a reaction. Her hand had. That might seem an unrelated consideration, but I personally found it a matter of primary concern because my level of ability to “blend in” with a different time period relied on my relationships with members of the opposite sex just because I was most likely oversexed and constantly on the prowl for female companionship. I didn’t think I would like to be thrown into the midst of an Amazonian society where females ruled with an iron hand. I much preferred the thought of immersion in a Victorian. “Oh, yes, baby."“Your cock is amazing!” I said as the last of my orgasm shuddered through my body.When he started to pull out, I wrapped my legs around him. “No, stay inside me a little longer, please,” I said while looking up at him.“I want to do more, baby, but my back is starting to hurt,” he said, and I cried, “Oh… No… No…” as I felt him slowly withdrawing from my pussy. He got on the bed and relaxed on his back. His cock was still hard, and the way it curved made it look like a palm tree. She could feel the hard cock against her. Ohhhhhhh she breathed as she felt him lay his chest on top of her slick body. The hot skin felt so warm and slick as he moved. He reached around and grabbed both breasts in his oiled hands and started rubbing. Pulling on the them pulling the nipples, pulling her tits back to him so there body's would slide against each other. It was a good thing she was tied. AHHHHHHHHHH she was moving under him pushing against his cock, arching her back as he slide.