“No, but I like speaking Latin.” “You are such a bullshit artist. I like that in a man. Now fuck me right.” “Tell me again what you want?�...�� “I want you to take that big, beautiful prick of yours and slowly insert it into my wanting twat. I don’t want romance, no long foreplay – I did that already. Then I want you on top of me, slowly increasing the speed of your thrusts till I scream. At that exact time, I want you to cum deep inside me while I squeeze your balls and talk dirty to you.” “Lay. It looked like quite the orgasm; too badI couldn't remember what it had felt like."Hello, Nathan." Kay! Why the fuck are you calling here?" Don't you remember, dear?" she said with a knowing chuckle. "You calledme, just a minute or so ago." I don't remember that." Maybe I did. Didn't I dial a number from memoryalmost immediately after blowing my load mostly onto the front of Nat'spink frilled trainers? Or maybe Kay was just trying to trick me. Eitherway, I was going to persist in my denial; no. She even told us about how her dad would rub it in front of her and it would get big and then white stuff would squirt out. Now that got us interested, we hadn't ever seen anything like that.I guess we had gotten too quiet, because her dad came in to check and see what we were doing. No k**ding, we all started blushing, because of what we were talking about, he thought he caught us doing something we weren't supposed to be doing but left the room again.We talked for about an hour about. Shecould tell Diane was about to cum again by the distressed look on her face. Her eyes were half closed and her breathing was erratic, as she kept moving his penis in and out of her wet little box.Suddenly Adam stopped Diane from moving and told her to get off his cock. He told her to turn around and straddle him again but in reverse direction. She got up and laughed as his dick plopped out of her. She turned around and repositioned herself above his penis again but this time facing away from.