I needed that so bad."I felt some warm sticky liquid running on my fingers down into the crotch of her panties. I left my fingers in her pussy, wishin...g my dick was in her. I kissed her and asked, "How was that... did you cum good?" She replied, "I need the real thing. But first there's something I have to do for you or... you won't be able to last."She squatted on her knees looking up me with her big blue eyes. She pulled my shorts and under pants down around my ankles. My dick sprung straight. He remembered how stuck he was, how he couldn’t break through the barrier that had been blocking him when he was feeling so dark, so pained, so exhausted, but now he couldn’t write fast enough. When he finished the draft, knowing he would go over it and refine it later, he picked up his notebook and read it out loud, walking into the other room. Choosing an illusion doesn’t make my life less real, and if I care to sing instead of crawling on my hands and knees, holding up a bleeding heart, the. David woke up. There was a naked body next to his and a warm hand wrapped around his hard prick. It felt good. He cuddled up to the body and found it was Sally. He pushed two fingers into her cunt and sighed in contentment. Wait a minute! John and Alice were on the same floor. They'd be found out!"Shh, John just went into mom's bedroom. They'll never hear us."John stopped to admire Alice. She was every bit as gorgeous as he had imagined her. He slowly removed his pajamas as he admired her body.. She was proud of herself with how well her ass milked and squeezed thecum from his cock and how it just seemed to keep spurting and spurtinginside her. She loved collapsing on top of him with his cock stillburied inside her feeling him go from being a bull, raging with the needto cum, to a sweet man at peace. There was nothing more important thanmaking men cum. They needed to cum hard inside sluts to be at one withthe world. Pansy felt that it was her divine mission to make that happenand that.