The tumescent flesh pushes out against the walls of my pussy, stretching me wide. “OH!” I gasp, involuntarily yanking down on my restraint, pullin... the rope tight. God, I want to touch him! His steely shaft easily slides to its hilt into my wetness, and he begins pumping me with smooth, long strokes. “Oh, God, YES!” I scream out. “Oh, that feels so good! Fuck me!” His cock feels wonderful; a hot, hard rod of flesh plunging in and out of my lush wetness. I draw my legs back to open myself to him. ”“Not really, Mum. I have been growing up for a long time, but Reg has allowed me to show how much of a woman I am.”“I am impressed with your determination, Frances. I know it is early days yet, but do you think this is your man for keeps, darling?”“Most definitely, Mum. Reg has never had a girlfriend before, and was a bit of a loner, despite being very clever, so this whole boy-girl thing has hit him hard as well. He is in for the long haul, I am sure, Mum.”“Your Dad says you are not thinking. Juliereleased my balls and squeezed them as hard as shecould. I grasped the chair and thrust my hips forwardas the first shot of thick white semen burst from mycock. It hit Julie in the face and she moaned. I shotanother white load into the air and Brit gasped. Shestroked me harder and come was flying into girls fromeach shot. Brit pulled my dick back and forth so eachgirl got her fair share of my juice.I must’ve shot at least eight or ten times judging fromthe amount of come in the. It is funny but one can easily make the corner of such a pillow into any shape or size of boobs. Whenever I found a lady breast-feeding her baby, I peeped to look at her breasts as much remained exposed and imagined myself sucking her boob. From my late teens I had excessive urge to fuck. Now it is queer, but I wonder why my mind is bent on taking up nymphomaniacs. Rather, I wanted to accept challenges of an insatiable woman who could not attain orgasm or one who could not derive cent percent.