Climbing onto her bed, I saw the inviting target her ass presented to me. “Oooo, what do we have here?” I asked teasingly. I put one hand firmly ...on the back of her neck to hold her in place and stroked her ass with the other. “Don’t touch me,” she begged, her sky blue eyes glistening with tears. Ignoring her, I pulled my cock, already fully erect, from my jeans. I spat into my free hand a half dozen or so times, and smeared the spit on her ass crack and then some on my cock head. Reaching. I picked up various cold products so Jan could have acomfortable ride back North. I gave her a coupleteaspoons of Formula 44 and a couple of cold tablets. Iwasn’t worried about the warning on the labels thatthey could make you drowsy since I normally drove. WhatI didn’t realize when I gave her the cold tablets wasthat the instructions said to only take one every 12hours. When we started home we had about a three-hourdrive before reaching the Interstate. It wasn’t longinto the. I let her. Soon she started again. Still not talking, but moving on top of me; urgently thrusting herself at me. She collapsed on me again after her second climax, still crying, still not talking. I didn't know whether to talk or not, but I decided to stay quiet and let her rest. Would she want another one?She did. When she started moving for the third time, I slowed her down with a hand on her ass. "Talk to me, mi querida."She slowed a bit, but didn't stop. "You won't want me after," she. I slowly pulled my shorts down until I was fully exposed.There I was, shorts around my thighs, dick twitching and bouncing leaking precum and one of the girls of my lust filled mind sitting next to me staring at it.Bren slowly reached over and wrapped her hand around me. It was the best feeling in the world, even better than my own. I was huffing and puffing, hoping I wouldn’t explode in her hand. She was lost in a trance, staring at me in her hand, slowly she started stroking me.It was her.