“Fuck Jay! I’m cumming again!” She hollered. His cock spasmed inside her and her pussy tightened around it with her own orgasm. Continually pull...ing and grabbing at each other as if they had to crawl into each others flesh to feel all of the ecstasy and passion that they shared. They had reached a new level of desire and lust. The passion shared and they feeling of enlightenment that was expressed through this pure raw sexual need. He pulled his lips away from her mouth slowly to gaze deep into. ” Smiling back nervously, Stephany again reached over and grabbing my arm, I couldn’t help but worry a little, but also thought, “What could I do now?” The drive to my house seemed to be taking forever and I think we were both a little nervous too, because we didn’t really say anything. However, when I finally turned into my neighborhood, Stephany let go of my arm and said,”This is nice,” as she looked out the side window.Turning back toward me smiling, Stephany again grabbed my arm and asked,. ‘Did you do that for me?’ – ‘You seemed to be enjoying yourself.’ added Christina. – ‘I was.’ We talked about squash, the fitness club, and Darren. Then Christina asked me about Omar Khayyam. – ‘What do you think of him?’ I had been reading the book. ‘I was surprised. I knew that he was a poet, and an astronomer. But he wrote about mathematics, philosophy – even music. He was a Renaissance man.’ – ‘Three or four hundred years before the Renaissance.’ said Christina. – ‘He was Persian. Is. He looked her straight in the eyes and saw the love, the passion, the pure lust in her eyes. Although Larry was tempted to ask her if she was sure this was what she wanted, he could tell by her look, that this question was completely unnecessary.She felt guilty for wondering this, but the reality was that all of their kisses throughout the day had a greater degree of pleasure than she was used to; she had been thinking, fantasizing for the past few hours, that sex, like kissing, would result in.