The pressure becoming too much. The walls of my pussy becoming too sensitive and too tight against his raging cock. I knew he could feel it- he was ha...ving to thrust harder into my cunt just to maintain the same rhythm- it was as if my pussy was trying hard to keep its invader out.Fuck, I was going to cum. Fuck . Fuuuck. Shit. No. Please no. Fuck. Yes, god, yes.....and at that I was cumming, and all the built up pressure left me in one elongated moment of pure bliss as my cunt gushed against his. Shae was delightful and intriguing. He would have to think about it in the morning. He laid down and closed his eyes.The dreams that took him were full of chains and spiders.Soft lips pressed against Jack’s. She couldn’t see, but she could smell rum and pipe smoke. A velvet-gloved finger traced down her neck. “Such a good girl,” a throaty alto voice purred. “So loyal.”She struggled to move. It felt like she was bound by something. Ropes, but softer. Velvet hands cupped her breasts and brushed. I looked at the clock tower, it was about 3:00 a.m. I started to walk back home when I looked at the tower again and it was hit by a lighting bolt and the visible thunder happened. I looked at the sky again and the tiny lights were gone. I was walking toward the corner of Park South and Hollywood Ave. When I saw somebody standing against the lamp post. ‘Hello, Joe,’ he said. ‘How’s your sister? Ohh Yeah, I forgot, she’s dead. Joe, you should have been there to hear her screams.’ I started. I had to come up with something, for the both of us to share ourselves again. I made sure that my little slut would not be working during the coming week.It finally struck me that I needed some nasty sex with Erica today. Something we would both remember fondly. Just as she had given me a blow job yesterday under the pier at Clearwater Beach. That had been incredibly intoxicating. My cock had never felt like that before, and my feelings were shared by my little pet.Now I was on the phone.