As I watch him put a lubricated condom on his beautiful 8" cock, my boi-pussy starts to search for it as if it could send out a tractor beamandguide i...t in. He eases himself in, making sure that I am comfortable withit before taking full control and letting his animal side finallyemerge. He pounds me until my eyes roll to the back of my head. I am sodelirious with pleasure, I am unable to make a sound except for a low,rhythmic moaning. And then, I feel him tense and explode inside of me,and I. We’ve had our arguments and we’ve had words, but I’ve never doubted my feelings for him and I don’t think he’s ever doubted his own for me.Later that summer, a few weeks after I’d first encountered Julian trying on my underwear, it seems so long ago but it wasn’t, not really, one hot afternoon under our favorite tree in the backyard I run my fingertips through the splatters of semen on Julian’s tummy. I have some between my breasts, too, a testament to his enthusiasm and his vigor.“So, Julia,. I didn't give you permission to drip pussy juice all over my chair either. Look at how much is coming out of you! That's more like 'spraying' than 'dripping'. My whole room is going to smell of your pussy juice now. I'm going to need a bucket to clean up the mess you're making. Why are you flooding so much, bunny? Do you normally leak so badly wherever you go?"Panting and flushing heavily, Carol said, "It's you. You're doing it to me." I haven't touched you! Not even once. The mess you're. Moving the boulders and smoothing out the path to the ice cave means more time-consuming work ahead of me – when I manage to find the time. At least going there is mostly downhill while I have the slabs of meat across my shoulders, but dammit, it sure would be nice if we could just pull the loaded case all the way down there. Even walking back is going to be a bitch tonight because I’m already tired. Oh, well. Smoothing out the path will just have to wait for winter when I’ll have more free.