She gulped all my emissions down her throat before lying back on the rear of the bench."You tasted good lover" She said as she sat farther back on the... bench. I also sat on the bench close to her. My soft prick was still hanging out of my shorts, but I was too tired to put it back in my pants. The fire was burning low but I needed to catch my breath before feeding the fire more wood.I looked over at Rita. She looked happy and content slouching back on the bench with her blouse wide open exposing. My pussy was numb now. He was still savagely pounding it but the pain had gotten to the point where I couldn’t process it anymore. I wondered how long he could go. I had no idea, no one had ever told me. Cindy said Tommy only lasted about 30 seconds but we had passed 30 seconds a long time ago. I felt a new pain as he hammered in deep again and held himself there. My thighs were pressed against the edge of the table and they hurt now. He was pushing hard and moving around, trying to get. There was no comfort and no escape from what I knew. I closed my eyes, and felt the beginnings of a headache coming on. I would probably get a migraine out of this, and then I would be telling the truth. At least one of us would. _________________________________________________ After that first night together, when Peter had proposed to me, we were almost never apart. At my insistence I didn’t move in with him right away. I was still marginally sensible and I feared drowning in him. Never. ’ The silver haired man nodded. ‘Yes, sir.’ Lindeman looked more thoughtful now, less antagonistic. ‘He destroyed Hardacre Industries. He killed all their management….He murdered the Chairman and CEO on tape and had it sent to every corporation….’ ‘Yes, sir,’ said the silver haired man. ‘He did.’ ‘And you never caught him?’ ‘No, sir,’ he said. ‘He was underground. He was harmless, just doing some small jobs for small dissident groups. Chasing informers, running guns, that sort of thing. But….’.