..as if it's even possible...but the sensations are so real. My cunt is gagging up my cum...spitting it out...as it contracts under your frenzic stimu...lation. I no longer care... I can barely feel the reality... the parents can come in any second...any minute... but I can't even control my screaming... I scream and moan...choking on my breath that cant catch up... my face is contorted as much as my body...that keeps shifting under the pressure of your fingers. I try to sit up... just to find. The name badges that these women wore told me that the older women wassenior nurse Maureen Clarke and the younger woman was nursing assistantBeverly Thomas. Beverly was holding a large file and Maureen asked herto give it to me."This file contains everything you need to know about the FerndaleTreatment Centre and what to expect during your 2-year stay with us. Iknow you must have hundreds of questions right now, but I suggest youread the folder first and if you are unclear about anything, we. Was I ever wrong. I'd be in bed holding the recent centerfold up with one hand and my other stroking away,yet,when orgasm neared,my thoughts invariably turned to Greg and specifically,his big black cock in my mouth.When I came,I urgently gobbled down my own issue,imagining,of course,it was Greg's.That's when I finally figured out that whatever had been awoken in me was more than a passing fancy. This presented a problem.Greg and I's "dates" were all quite private for a couple of reasons.I was. ”Her husband had always been a quick to get down to business… the business being burying his cock inside her. In the white hot passion of their early relationship, Angela had been ready for penetration with just s few kisses. Their sexual encounters hadn’t changed much in their seven plus year relationship. Back in the day Angela had been so hot for him that just being with him was enough to get her juices flowing, but not anymore. ‘Could it really be that simple?’ Angela’s analysis was cut.