It was a good thing that he had such a firm grip on my hips as my body went wild. He virtually held me up by my hips as he continued thrusting into me...! I remember screaming as I banged my head on the pillows, orgasming in an endless delightful agony, I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop, but the sensation was so overwhelming that I couldn’t stand to go on either! I came again hard as he spurted into me. I could feel his cock pulsing in me pushing me way beyond the edge. The next thing I. “We better stop, we better STOP!” she choked, but her flngers dug into his hair frantically. He pushed his face over deeper into her cunt as he lapped her juice away hungrily.“No!” she cried as he spread her cunt-lips a little more his fingers, then tongued in and out, trying to force open her virgin cunt mouth..“Were gonna need Vaseline or baby oil,” he breathed into he cunt. “You’re pretty tight.” He nuzzled again at her clenched. All thought was gone, only the desire to see who could sing a song such as that! He didn't know how long or how far he had walked, dream-like, in search of that perfect voice but he snapped awake in an ancient part of the wood, deep in its heart and far away from any recognisable landmark. Emptiness filled him, tears stung his eyes. The wood was silent. The song was gone. Without that heavenly voice the woods seemed dark and dull, the birdsong raucous and uncouth instead of pleasant and. "We continued our walk and I was proud to be holding hands as though webelonged together because several men we met ogled her chest and herbobbling breasts. I figured if they were looking at her breasts theymight not notice my erection.Later, when we arrived home she took me to the bedroom again."OK, now take off the sweats and the panties. I'm going to let you wearsomething else around the house this afternoon." As I undressed shewent into the spare room and came back with two small packages.