That could be important." I prompt him."What do you want to know?" he leans away from me so he can look down at my face."Tell me a bout the Nightingal...s? Who are they?" I ask."Oh they were Hospital workers and the like. As far as they tell it. Their founders didn't want to leave those hospital patients alone to evacuate. So the stayed. They were the ones who saw us enter the hospital and knew where to look for equipment. Only much of it needed electrical power to run it. Or was too big to move.. When she came, she came hard. She was actually thrusting upward, lifting me high into the air as her inside walls gave way, and her orgasm flowed onto my shaft. Her orgasm was much stronger than any of my sister’s had ever been and it also lasted longer. In another change from my sister, she actually came before I did and once she was calm and cool, I actually enjoyed fucking my mother because I paced myself to my body’s signals and not hers. When I did come, eventually, she wrapped her legs. Marcus was feeling up Louise’s thigh and began kissing her; Roger rested his arm lightly on Rachel’s knee. She felt blurry and closed her eyes.Louise’s house was even more rowdy with loud music and alcohol flowing freely. After a while Rachel needed the loo and headed upstairs. As she left the toilet and headed past the bedroom to go back downstairs, she heard Louise’s voice call her from the bedroom. Louise lay on the bed in just her flimsy underwear giggling:“Come here Rach, let’s wind those. Sitting at the kitchen table, drinking glass after glass of juice to replenish my fluids, I suddenly realized something wasn't right. "Wait a minute," I said. "Didn't you tell me you were a lesbian virgin before you met me?" So?" So how do you explain your level of skill as demonstrated by the way you systematically reduced my entire body to a puddle of cum and a shell of a woman?"She smiled and came to kiss me. "Secret training program," she said."Training program? What training progam?"She.