Theonly description I could think of to describe it was complete and uttereuphoria. I completely relaxed my body and let Peter take control, withmy m...in action being to prompt him further through my gasps, yelps andmoans.As he continued to thrust, my vision seemed to blur and I finally justclosed my eyes. I saw a blur of color, pinks, yellows, oranges, reds,that coincided with the incredible feelings shooting throughout my body.Man, sex was never this good before!After a few minutes - I. He knocks at the door and waits. The waiting turns into several long minutes and after a few more knocks, he tries the door handle.Jiggling it, it turns easily in his hand.Odd.He pushes it open slightly and peers inside. “Is anyone home? Kacy?” There is no answer. So he knocks again and calls out once more. “Jenny? Kacy? Anyone home?”When no answer still comes, her pushes the door fully open and steps inside. The first thing he notices is the carpet. Except it’s not carpet but some kind of lush. O boli mere pati ko pata chal gaya to wo mujhe or tujhe Maar dalenge maine kaha dekh tere pati ko do raat ke liye to main bhej dunga to wo rote hue boli mere gahne tum rakh loge maine uski jangh per haath rakh ker kaha tu mujhe khush ker dena main wo bhi tujhe de dunga. Rajni man maar ker kaha thik hai per batana nahi kisi ko itne main uncle aa gaye or bole raj tumhara dost bola use le ker aana maine kaha aunty bata rahi thi ki aap ganv mai koi dukan kera chahte hai uncle jee ek kaam kero ge o. All in all, Susan couldn't complain. She was almost out from under Harry, at least as far as the blackmailing was concerned and she only had to put up with Gordon as long as she and Barry stayed together. If something didn't happen soon to pull them back together they were on their way to a divorce. Barry had not made love to her since two months after Harry's blackmail started and he was just barely civil to her when they were in the house together. It was trying to satisfy his damn fantasy.