The only thing she doesn’t understand is what was in it for me, that it could be exciting for her, but she can’t understand how it can be exciting... for me ! She is herself quite jealous. I told her I didn’t really know myself, but that I was 100% sure I would love it.She said that if it was so important to me she could think about it, that it would maybe never happen, but if one day there is an occasion she will maybe give a try. I was so excited I almost came, she felt it and slowed down her. As he redoubles his efforts, thrumming my clit like a guy playing rhythm guitar, I feel the base of his penis start to pulse, and I release his penis from my teeth, sucking hard and pumping perhaps an inch or so with my mouth. As I feel the first pulse shoot up his shaft, I bite down hard, grabbing his balls and squeezing, hard. The grunt of his orgasm rises, strangled, into a gargled wail of pain. I slam my hips down, grinding my clit and lips over his open mouth as the muscles all over his. I went back to the tiny house and tried to settle in. I managed to get a fire going it was painful but I managed it. Being in the field as a air force policemen helped with those basic camping skills. Now and then we built a real fire at one of the guard posts. Probably wasn't a good idea but we did it anyway. So the fire in the bucket stove was doable for me. The fire made the tiny house survivable. I would hardly call it livable. I was in constant pain from the damaged rid.About an hour after. I mean you can see them and talk to them, but I feel like they aren’t really there at all and I’m just interacting with nothing.“I admit they do look like they’re straight out of a movie,” Leela had to agree. “But they’re still paying us for this delivery of motion capture suits. You just need to give them their stuff and we’ll be back in time for dinner tomorrow.” “We’ll be back for dinner tomorrow?” Fry asked, giving Leela a hopeful glance. Leela rolled her eye again. Bender poked his head.