He drew it almostcompletely out, let it rest in that position for a shorttime, then he would take it and rub it between myquivering and clawing-on-his...-prick, lips. Sometimeshe would press it to my swollen clitty. With renewedlust, he would with terrific force, dash it in to thedepths of my slit-tube.Spend? I spend almost every time he pluggedmy hole in this manner.The curtains were of little use. They certainlycouldn’t muffle my loud shrieks of unprecedented ec-stasy.The friction that is. Beth remembered that first dip in the crystal lake with her mother when they were done. The water was cool but refreshing after lugging all the stuff into the cottage. Not at the time, but now, Elizabeth realized how remarkable it was that the place had electricity. It did not however have a television. Her aunt and cousin arrived the next day. They all helped unload the new arrival's luggage and went to get ready to reprise the refreshing and cleansing swim.There were three bedrooms and a pull. The day after I got your story, I went riding around when I got off work. Not too far from my apartment I found a new housing area that was perfect. The houses were set far apart, and in heavily wooded lots. Further, only the first few houses on the road were occupied, the ones at the back were still empty.I got off work Saturday evening and headed home. I resisted the urge to masturbate, in order to make the next day all the edgier. I got up early Sunday morning, so as to have the best chance. "Could you, could you spank me?" Alison asked, walking over to me. I knew she was probably kinky, but damn! I sat down on my bed and motioned her over. She kneeled over my lap, and I brought my hand down. Once. Twice. Thrice. Four times. Five. That five became 10, which became 30. On the 30th slap, she cried out in orgasm louder than she already was being. She climbed off, and rested on my bed. Emma and Fiona walked over. Fiona put her mouth over my cock and started to give me a blowjob. Emma.