. to enjoy ... the reciprocal motion, and yet to stop short of the final crisis ... If you say that this is impossible, I answer that I know it is pos...sible, nay, that it is easy.“I appeal to the memory of every man who has had good sexual experience to say whether, on the whole, the sweetest and noblest period of intercourse with woman is not that first of simple presence and spiritual effusion, before the muscular exercise begins.“As propagation will become a science, so amative intercourse. I didn’t want to end up alone on the planet with no glasses and all the books, like that man in that old TV show."The man laughed. "Can I show you something?"She nodded.He stood and lifted his plain brown backpack off his chair and emptied its contents onto the table between them. Out poured what looked like thirty to forty pairs of spectacles. He smiled at her. "I loved that show and I had the same phobia. Welcome to the book/glasses nerd club."The woman started to laugh — and found she. I could feel my cotton thong drenched in my own warm juices. He pushed his cock down; I felt it sliding between my pussy lips.My legs nearly buckled at that. And then, feeling like a whore, I spread my thighs for him, giving more access and welcoming his cock. Like a real bitch in heat, I wanted his cock inside me.He pushed between my legs a few times, bringing me some warm pleasure to my pussy. Then his fingers pulled aside my white thong. I bent forward slightly, feeling his cockhead against. Both men fucked me, taking turns in my pussy and mouth; they made me cum again and again. Now I was on my knees and these two men were standing in from of me with their cocks in their cocks in their hands. They were stroking their huge dicks above my face.“Yes, cum in my mouth,” I moaned“Fuck, here it comes bitch,” moaned the first man and I opened my mouth wide.The first man shot his cum into my mouth, but he also got some in my eyes and hair.“Sorry,” he said as he stepped away breathing.