Grazing it with his teeth, he sucked at her neck just below her earlobe, knowing it was her special spot. He felt her pussy quiver around him and then... groaned as she squirted, her juices covering them both. Thrusting with all his might, he felt her fingernails dig into his back through his shirt, he could not hold back any longer. Keeping himself deeply within her, he filled her over and over. Closing his eyes, he tried not to think about how crazy this all had become as he laid his full weight. It was really getting to me! I could feel them swell. A woman usually knows when a man is about to cum. There are several warning signs. The way he breaths, his moans, the way he moves his cock and the changes in his body motion. I could feel both of the men’s climaxes building, not to mention my own. Eve too was starting to exhibit the sounds of a woman approaching orgasm as she rubbed her clit against the dildo ravishing my husband’s asshole. Even my sweet hubby was about to get off from the. , rather than have all those things stalled because I have to be a statue for twenty five seconds. I guess the reason for the deliberate inconvenience is so if someone puts their baby on the top of the roof, gets inside the car, and then accidentally presses the lid retraction button, the ex-parents of the pancake-baby won't sue Lexus for a billion dollars for making a baby-flattening car. Not having a baby, or being stupid enough to put one on the roof before folding it into the trunk, I just. “And I love Berlin. I love the atmosphere. I love the history. I love the freedom.”“Yeah,” I said with a sigh. “That's one of the things that drew me here too. Where are you from in the US?”“Rio Ranco, New Mexico,” he said.“It sounds hot,” I replied.“It is. Hot, dry, friendly, but sometimes a little insular,” Jack said.“So you wanted somewhere, more… metropolitan?” I asked.Jack nodded. “Not to disparage Rio Ranco,” he said, “I had some great times there. I just wanted somewhere a little more....