Some of it was still moist, and as soon as my tounge tasted it, I shot my load. I came and came for what seemed like an eternity. After I came to my... senses, I knew I needed more, so I headed upstairs to her room. I slowly snuck in and pulled her covers down. I was lost in my own lust now, having no will power to stop, so I began to jerk off again, right in front of her beautiful sleeping face. She looked so innocent laying there asleep. By now I was breathing heavy and lightly moaning,. I looked at her, splayed buttocks bouncing above my crotch, her smooth back arched, head on the bed, arms outstretched, fingers clawing at the rumpled bedclothes.I was coming again, my knees almost buckling as wave upon wave burst from the pit of my stomach, through my balls, through my cock.“Oh Miss," I cried.“My Love," she gasped, “you make me cum.”Pulling her hips tight against my groin I emptied deep into her cumming pussy, grinding my orgasm into hers.She told me to lick her out and not to. P. Harris, filling in forms and making decisions, but hell, I was me now, Amanda, and I would live my own life. I felt I could improve it, too, even though I knew that I had been the less organised as Tom. I started making notes of questions to ask him, starting with "parking place." After most of the teachers had left to take first-period classes, a woman with long dark hair who I guessed might be one of my best friends, Carol, offered to make everyone tea. Luckily, before I had to respond,. Instincts and years of training had him reaching for his pistol. The glint of a blade in the hands of one of the men took on a strange gleam, as the world around him slowed. Everything was in slow motion as he brought the pistol up, centered it on the chest of the man to his right, and fired twice. He saw the impact of the rounds, in the center of his chest, and he brought the pistol across his body towards the man on the left.Too slow! In his old life, he was trained to move, dodge, or to.