YOU'RE..."She never got any further. I reached up and pinched her right nipple hard and then drove two fingers of that hand into her ass as I lightly ...bit on her clit and lapped broadly with my tongue; the rifle shots of pleasure and pain around her body added to the colossal A-spot orgasm, and were too much for her; she passed out. I wondered if anybody had heard her. I remembered that most of my partners did that in some way, when I gave them that experience. I chuckled. Having those words. Much better than what my son’s cock could give her. Soon I was driving this little nymphomaniac to orgasm after orgasm as I made love to her. Janice was what you would call a “screamer”. I knew this well from the sounds I heard emanating from my son’s bedroom at night. Janice let out a deafening scream as her “G” spot, clitoris and pussy exploded. I knew her cunt was feeling every sensation possible that a woman could feel. She screamed more and more as I continued to make Sapphic love to her.. As I was looking through the back window, backing out of the driveway, I glanced at Josh."It's not exactly a public place here, I don't think. But we'll stop anyway, because we are sensitive to your loneliness," I said."Thank you very much," he shot back. "Thank you from the bottom of my bottom." Josh! That's gross!" Kristina complained, but I could see she was smiling as she said it.I drove through the side streets to Josh's house and dropped him off. I was reluctant to drive straight to. He covered his cock with warming gel, sunk his slick finger in her tight ass and entered, pushing her down. Rising on all fours, she pushed back on him and moaned from the pain. His fullness worked in to the tight ass. She relaxed with each thrust, sinking into him. Spreading her legs wider, opening to comfort. Pumping her harder, she felt him stretch her. She wanted it tight so she could feel it in her cunt too. Reaching under herself and between her legs, she rubbed her clit. Instantly she.