.”“I can tell you it feels fantastic. Miles better than a vibe! Go on.”I was about to cum. “I’m going to cum,” I gasped. I dragged my eyes... off the girls and gazed at the ceiling.“Okay cum in me,” I heard and next thing I was feeling the familiar athletic body straddling me and the potent pussy sliding down around my cock.I started orgasming, jerking upwards to spurt as deep as possible into the blonde gymnast-diver-trampolinist I was now staring up at. The gorgeous, purposeful girl was smiling. He and her long-term plan for him were more important, and itwas a nice day for a swim anyway.Besides, she absolutely loved seeing the beatific smile on his face andthe knowledge that she had put it there, almost entirely by justexisting. She luxuriated in the pure power, the pure dominance, she hadover him, knowing that only a tiny fraction of the population would everenjoy what she was feeling right then and there, and she fully intendedto make sure that she would never lose this feeling,. "I've seen him a lot of ways before, sometimes a real pro, sometimes even kind of friendly, sometimes pissed off—he lost his temper pretty easy—but never completely bananas until today. It was scary."She'd joined the wedding party at their table in the pavilion following the ceremony, which after the unexpected delay had gone off as planned. One person had been obliged to miss the nuptials—Josephs who, as junior trooper and one of the few qualified pilots, had been assigned to return the second. It creamed juices and she knew from experience Johnny was about to cum through her pussy--Johnny, who was no longer a man. In another minute Jen experienced an orgasm, so powerful, she knew not such can be. Her crotch virtually exploded in a fountain of ecstasy, wet and all-consuming. She continued to writhe her new-found organ and twist it sideways at different paces and Johnny moaned and moaned until she subsided. This was very tiring. Normally she did not feel tired after sex, but she.