Anyway, back to the action...“Aw, Jim. Thanks! That’s so sweet! But we’re going to Greg’s tonight.” Greg was one of the other fuckers who ki...sed her that night two weeks ago. Fuckin’ Greg.“But maybe we will swing by later, Okay? Good luck in college!”Well… fuck me in the goat ass.I don’t know what that meant, I heard one of my dad's Marine friends say that once. Seemed like it fit in this situation. Anyway, that was the last I ever saw of Jill. Ever. No, she didn’t die. Nobody I know of died. We rocked back and forth to the rhythm, feeling the sting of the paddle and the pleasure of intercourse until Judy and I exploded in a mutual orgasm.Charlene immediately stopped paddling and Judy and I clung to each other in the doorway. She kept looking over at her apartment mates and then turning and burying her head against my shoulder, turning redder and redder and redder with embarrassment. We had, after all, just put on a very hot, live sex show for about thirty of our closest. She went limp against him, and this became too much for Irfaan.He thrust hard, and deep one final time, bit into her shoulder to prevent himself from groaning aloud, and he came hard! His cock vibrated hot cum deep into her, and Fatima felt every bit of his cum inside. It felt so good, she came again, her lips contracting violently, keeping him deep inside of her!Fuck, she cums so hard! Irfaan thought. He'd never experienced such an amazing mutual orgasm with anyone before, and him cumming had. It did not matter that she had apologised for her latest and worst slight. She was a spoiled and malevolent shrew!Bride and groom had to listen to the jeering and to the scornful shouts of the crowd. The taunts were mostly directed at Ingeburg, but they were insulting to both of them."Hey, Ingeburg, is that your noble husband?" - "Ingeburg, careful! His dirt will rub off on you!" - "Better spread your pretty legs and play nice, Ingeburg, lest you end up in his coal pile!"And on they went. Even.