She said, "You worried me."I responded, "I'm sorry. I can't really tell you how many times I have blacked out but it's a lot. This ranks as by far the... most pleasant though." I grinned at her. After an instant, she grinned back shaking her head."I was afraid you were allergic to me." No, just unused to that much pleasure." She really did grin at my statement easily this time.She said, "I will just sit beside you very correctly. I wouldn't want you to overload." She smirked.Then her face became. All I could think of was how to get Pooja to accept to have a threesome, and how to get Daisy to have sex with us. The last time I wanted to go and pull Daisy but was too exhausted to move, this time I had an even better idea. I knew that Pooja is an ever ready battery when it comes to sex; all I have to say is come to the quarters or to the bathroom and her juices start flowing. I realized that they used to have their bathroom and toilet in the outhouse separate from the main house. I took. But both of them seem like they're more comfortable with who they are now - like they're worth it. It's because of you - because of us, together. But like I said, this- what we have in our house- it doesn't happen. Ever. You won't ever find anything like this again. I just hate that it's ending, because it's not something we can just replace. "I don't know. Am I being selfish? Probably a little, right? I mean, if you leave us and this all ends, I'm going to miss it. But I guess I can't really. Bumfelt lifted her onto her desk, spread her thighs and entered her again. Swallows pulled him in deeper, wrapping her legs around the small of his back. Bumfelt drove into her. Swallows fingered her clit, moaning as Bumfelt pounded in and out of her tight vagina. "Fuck that pussy, Detective," she demanded. "Fuck me hard. Harder hunny." "You fuckin dirty bitch," gasped Bumfelt, pushing himself harder. Faster. Deeper. Hitting bottom. "That how you like it, Doc? That what you want?" "Yes baby..