My cock is raging and I press the head of it against the hot swollen pink folds of her perfect pussy. I'm dripping precum in strings down the back of ...her thigh. I run my cock up and down her slit a few times and then start to press it in, my hands on her hips, her pussy starts to admit my member into the secret tightness within, to tear a little into her perfect little cunt!"No no no no no! Ow ow ow! Wait!" An arm bolts out!I roll her over on her back and pull her tights the rest of the way. Some kind of bizarre warping of time and space always seems to take effect when it's least wanted. Why is it, for instance, that when I'm racing to get to the bank before it closes, time speeds up and I get there a few minutes too late? How can the road get longer when I'm pulling up to a yellow light, forcing me to stop and sit through a red light, then get shorter when I'm trying to stop suddenly on a patch of black ice?Why was it that time stood still between our first meeting and Thursday?. We had hashed out a plan by the time Denise came back from the washroom: I would get her into the "doggie-style" position so she wouldn't be able to see that Jeremy didn't have a condom on. God, I was getting so hot just thinking about it... I informed him, though, in no uncertain terms, that I was not part of the deal, just her.Denise was shocked to find out that Jeremy was going home with us. She was looking at me like I had just grown a second head, really, but a few more beers and she was. . I am loving it . . . inside me!” Immediately the pulsating device inched up deeper into my love tunnel. Soon he was pretending it was his cock and he began to drive the dildo in and out. The deeper the device went, the more the nubby clitoral ticklers did their job on my clit. I began to moan more and more loudly as he kept it inserted to exactly the right distance so that my clitoris was being fully stimulated, both by the ticklers, but even more by the vibrations. I wanted so badly to get.