I don’t want to cum yet but I fear I’m at the point of no return. Orgasm is when ‘the sense’ is strongest. If there is ‘another’ here my b...est chance of seeing them will be during orgasm. I take one more look around, still nobody showing any interest in me. I can’t stop now, I’m going to cum but I have to stay aware enough to see my kin. Now stroking my whole shaft very rabidly it first goes numb then the tingling begins. My nuts tighten from deep within to the point that they hurt but it’s a. Here my lifelong enemy, Simon Brown, enters the story. Imagine a slice of pizza in your hand. The crust sits high on your thumb, the point droops off your fingers into deep water. An paved street runs along the outer edge of the crust, which represents a long granite ridgeline. Add a notch, blown in the ridge by my great-grandfather, for access, a dock on the point, built by my grandfather, and a concrete pad which grew from a tent platform to a trailer site over the years. You have a picture. I was in no hurry to climax and varied the speed and angle that went in deeply to her moaning lack of control, her panting laughing monosyllabic "yes" repeated to guide and encourage the more vigorous passages in this symphony of her pleasure. After some minutes I began to lose my iniital control and slapped hard against her and exploded with great power and continued spasms of liquid pumping from me.I immediately went to her lips with mine. She was swollen exposed with wet thighs and white. He was dressed well, khakis and a nice dress shirt. His hair was dark and slightly styled. He looked like a guy who didn't need to do much to make himself look irresistible. He certainly was to me. "Nice to meet you, Kate," he said with a smile as he stepped inside. "You look incredible. Your pictures were sexy, but they don't do you justice." Thank you," I blushed. "Can I get you a drink? Glass of wine?" That would be great, thanks."Dan rose to go get a glass of wine for me and my date."That's.