” “No, it’s not!” she replied sternly, interrupting. “It is a natural thing to have happen when your G-spot is stimulated and you climax.�...�� I said firmly, trying to show I understood her feelings. I took her hands in mine and kissed them, trying to make her relax. “It is much like a guy when he climaxes, although obviously without the sperm.” I laughed nervously to cover my own feelings of awkwardness at explaining such a topic while standing in my hallway with my sexy next door neighbour. . My upper body, that had to reach through that 'curtain' of water, was completely soaked. We stashed the bikes on the porch, and soon we were both inside, taking off our wet shoes as we entered.The first thing I did was take my shirt off, wring it out in the sink, and then place it near a small electric space heater, which I turned on. I knew it wouldn't dry all that much before we left, but anything would be an improvement.Mildred's shirt wasn't as wet as mine, but a gust of wind had blown. We pulled behind an abandoned factory. As soon as she put the van in park, we both started disrobing as we went to the back. Our lips and open mouths found each other instantly as her hands went to each others crotches. I teased her clit and immediately stuck two fingers inside of her, while she stroked my cock furiously. It was impossible for me to get any harder and I asked if she wanted to put the condom on me."Nope, you're going to cum in me everytime we do this lover," Melissa said before. 'Speak up, bitch, i can't hear you' i reply calmly and firmly'Yes, i like it' you say louder'Yes what?' i spit'Yes sir!''That's better. And you like hurting for me don't you whore?''Yes sir, i like hurting for you sir'mmmm, that makes the sensation in my cock change. I can feel that i'm getting close.'Tell me what you are' i demand'I'm your whore, sir''That's right, you're my whore. And what do you like doing for me whore?''I like hurting for you sir'And you are hurting, the pain in your hands.