take me now!”
The male quickly lowered himself between the female’s legs and pushed into her dripping cunt. The thunder hadn’t even rumbled into silence before the male was feeling the need to move… and Plato. The system has to record your ID before I buzz you in.”
“Stupid computers,” Loretta replied as she held up her ID. Richard never seemed to catch on, but she needed to be spanked. “Yeah,” Marcella replied, “it seems someone notified my landlord that I would be moving.”
A strange sort of chuckle came from the speakers. She held up her hands and almost yelped again. and Plato. Richard… Once she had landed in a field of soft, deep clover, she went into a wonderful afterglow that seemed to go on forever. Marcella was about to tell him to be patient when suddenly everything began spinning around her. Marcy… The multi-colored, soft ribbon between her legs drew out her orgasm as she slid downward. “Is it masturbation if I am making love to myself?” she thought as she lowered herself to the blanket.
