He reached down and pulled the condom off of his shrunken dick with a wet sucking sound. ?Thank you, for using this.? he said. She nodded, c...ompassion on her face. ?Hey, in your case, I understand.? He nodded gratefully, not wanting to move his aching body much. ?Hey, what did you mean by you can’t get pregnant?? he asked. She shrugged. ?I had Chlamydia as a kid, for a couple years I guess. By the time I got it taken care of, they told me it was too late. ” She may have started this game, but I’m playing now too. “Really, I’m going to do it,” she says as she walks over, plops herself down on the toilet and stairs up at me. I walk over and stand in front of her. Our eyes are locked, daring the other one to give in. “Ok, I’m going to go.” She pauses, still avoiding averting her gaze. “Fuck, I can’t! I can’t piss with you there!” …and that’s the moment. Her turn’s ended, and now it’s my move. “Stage fright?” I taunt. She just pouts. Perfect,. “That was thirty-five minutes. Not so bad.” We were both panting, our lungs reaching for more air that seemed depleted by the temperature. “Man,” Scarlet puffed. “My heart is just racing.”“Mine too.” Without a word of warning, Scarlet suddenly reached out and placed her hand on my chest over my pounding heart, surely having the effect of making it beat even harder. “That’s nothing,” she said. “Feel this.” Before I could even register a protest – if that’s even what I wanted to do – she took. Our mouths were locked together again as he began a slow rhythmic thrusting up me. He had one hand under my arse, his fingers slipping inside my cunt, and his other hand was inside my bra stroking my tits. I was in paradise; Jean-Luc's gentle hands softly touched and caressed my body while his enormous cock plunged steadily in and out of my drooling snatch. As he thrust in to me, a torrent of juice poured from me, and my crotch and thighs were awash with the goo from my cunt.Jean-Luc was.