.." the boy uttered, looking down, still standing.The woman softly placed her smooth hand along the grimy surface of theboy's cheek; to him, the textu...re of her hand was like a piece of finelypolished ivory, and it both surprised and comforted the boy, who wasused to the heavy hand of Oliver's abusive drunken outbursts. "Thomas,"she smiled again. "What a lovely name."Her head slowly looked forwards at the display of finished weaponrystrewn and arranged in their individual scabbards and. Part 1 It was a cold October, my friend John and I had just gotten off the bus as we walked toward his house, I told John that when we get to his house we should look at his dads porn stash since he was away on a business trip. Many times I had asked John to but he never did want to. John said that if his mom caught him we would both be in a lot of trouble. I told him not to worry, that when we hear her get home we can turn off the video and put it back. John was a bit skeptical but agreed. As. It's from electrical muscle stimulation. My breathing pattern is changing too. The air (and the fluids) is forced into me faster now and then held for a few seconds until it is withdrawn. My inserts grow faster also but they aren't stationary while the air and fluids are held within me, far from it. They both pulsate and ripple inside me, giving the feeling that they are driving ever deeper into the center of my body and being. The vibration against my clit is getting stronger, much more than a. I felt her body tense up and her moans becoming shorter and faster, turning into small gasps; a tell-tale of her impending orgasm. Letting go of her wrists I dropped my hand onto her other thigh, using both of them as leverage to ram harder and deeper into her tight snatch. “That’s it babe, you gonna cum for me again?” I whispered against her softly. She nodded as she gripped onto my shoulders, her nails clawing at my back, surely leaving behind marks, marks I’ll feel proud of for days to.