So extremely turned on from her telling me that there was no way I could have lasted any longer and I began to cum hard inside that hairy pussy of her...s. I kept pumping it in her shooting my cum up inside and it felt as if I was straining my balls while doing until I couldn’t pump any more. After dumping my load I laid there on top of her and saying in her ear “You are such a fucking slut”, through my heavy breath after I gave all of it to her. “ Isn’t what you wanted baby, you love don’t you?. . You weren’t to know. You didn’t know it was girls’ night. You’re new to the gym and you didn’t know that the letters F and E had dropped off the female changing room door. It was the first one you came to. The caretaker has been meaning to fix it. You’ve been at work all day and your head’s all muzzy. You just want to have a work out and get rid of all that pent up tension. As you enter the outer door you notice the sweet scent of girl’s shower gel. You think it’s odd, but maybe it’s the. "There's no need for me to visit a doctor," Denise answered. She wondered if a doctor would be able to tell just how sexually active she had been lately."Are you on any special diet?" Karen asked."Not really," Denise answered shaking her head. She didn't consider how she was eating to be any special kind of diet.Karen frowned as she considered the possibilities. It seemed to her that it was possible Denise was purging after meals. She could also be using diet pills or, more accurately, misusing. This surprised me a little since I couldn't remember the last time she had shown me such affection.Of course I fell asleep before she came to bed. I had my favorite dream again that night, not just once or twice... more like five times. It seemed to come and go at intervals. Each new dream sequence was just as enjoyable as the last.When I woke up the next morning my bed was empty. My aunt was up already. Since there had been no evidence of my wet dreams before, I didn't even bother to see if.