I felt her pussy clamping and milking my dick, urging me to explode as well. I tried to hold off my own orgasm, but soon knew it was hopeless and simp...ly pulled out. She reacted in and instant, wrapping her small hand around my cock and beginning to jerk me hard. In seconds I was gasping for breath, carressing her as rope after rope of hot cum was shot from my hard fuck stick, covering her chest and flat stomach.As I was catching my breath and trying to get over the feeling that once again my. Pained-sounding grunts burst from her lips with every thrust, growing higher in pitch and volume by the moment. Her canal squeezed tight around him, her skin flushed, and she screamed as orgasm claimed her.Mindblind kept his fingers moving over her clit for a minute or so more, drawing out her climax. Her muscles were stiff, fingers curled into claws on the edge of the tub as she screamed again and again. Finally, he was at the point of no-return, the squeeze of her velvety walls too good to. I've lost count of the number oftimes I've cum while fantasising about her, imagining my face buried inher pussy as I stroke my hard shaft, shooting cum all over myself.All that aside, this is a story about one evening when she came to ourhouse and my wildest dreams came true. It was a Thursday evening and herhusband was working away for the week. She often came round and hungabout when he was away as she got lonely at home. Usually my wife was inand they'd have a glass of wine and chat. I'd. Buffy was out, and with a house packed full of Potentials, you pretty much had to crash any place you could find. Or rub yourself off, as the case may be. Without a cellmate, sex in prison was semi-annual at best. Faith was ready for some bunk time with her middle finger.Only she'd left the damn door open.Dawn walked past in the hall, and then Faith heard the shower running. She shook her head. Hard to believe that was the Brat! The sheltered little girl who was always underfoot four years ago,.