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Chapter 128.
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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Second Best
Part: 128
Universe: Second Best
Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their
families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom.
Keywords: mf mf 1st oral
Keywords for full story: F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg-
inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc
Chapter 128
Going with the flow
Danny strode through the pool-house door, making for 'his' bed, his
feather-light burden in his arms. Given the current load of testosterone
flowing through his veins, he probably could have lifted a Volkswagen -
Thelma's touch over 100 pounds was nothing. He stood over the bed, and
Thelma reached down from her perch to throw back the covers. What she
discovered gave her pause, despite her decision to go with the moment.
"Satin? Purple satin?" she queried Danny, wide-eyed.
Danny blushed. Somehow, despite the fact that he was cradling Thelma
on his right arm, he managed to release his left, whirling his finger in a
circle at his ear while crossing his eyes. "Jimmy's momma. She went
through this phase. Must've bought a half-dozen sets. She's STILL into
satin, I hear." He lowered the nervously chuckling Thelma onto the bed.
The robe gaped open, and Danny stood transfixed. Thelma was almost
painfully thin, with narrow hips and coltish knees and legs. But there was
a smoothness to her, a flow, a hint that she was a late bloomer, and when
she reached full womanhood, that body was going to be a major wonder. Danny
reached out and grazed gentle fingers along the spare ribcage.
Thelma purred and put out her right hand, rubbing his thigh. God! He
was SO big! In an excess of bravery, she let the hand drift under the hem
of his swim trunks, fingers tasting the curve of his ass.
Danny smiled, an expression rendered unwittingly sardonic by his
broken nose, and continued his inspection of his conquest. Lying there,
with her legs extended and her knees together - a position that would have
virtually fig-leafed most women - the hollows of Thelma's thighs exposed a
view that Danny considered highly erotic: The flat plane of her pudenda
spanned a two - maybe three - finger gap between her thighs, highlighted by
the heavy, fringed lips of her sex peeking out from below the dark, kinky
curls adorning her pubic bone. Arguably, Thelma's pussy was her most
robustly sized attribute, and it was mounted on her narrow body in such a
way as to allow the maximum amount of access. Danny's left hand was drawn
to the gap without conscious volition; he slid two fingers into the inviting
gap, sliding them along her outer labia.
"Uummmm!" Thelma writhed, and her knees came up, splayed to grant
Danny even more access, if such were possible. Fear left her; her eyes
closed so she could concentrate on the feel of those hands roaming her body.
The hand sliding up and down Danny's thigh arrowed into his trunks and
grasped his right asscheek, pulling him toward her. Danny's grin of delight
widened, and he allowed his right hand to cup her spare right breast,
tweaking the already stiffly erect three-quarter inch barb rising from her
puffy areole. Thelma mewled low in her throat, and Danny decided that
apparently she'd stopped worrying - just before she removed all doubt by
extracting her hand from his trunks so she could drag at their waistband.
Amy and Jimmy came through the door about then, Jimmy wiping at his
legs with a towel while Amy settled another about her waist. The pair took
in the tableau, Danny mauling one side of his trunks' waistband while Thelma
tore at the other, and passed a surprised glance. Jimmy pulled the screen
closed and dialed down the overhead lights, then tugged Amy toward the bed
on the left. A glance at Danny found him nude, his six and a half inch cock
fully erect while he leaned down to kiss Thelma, bracing his left knee on
the mattress.
Amy was watching, too. "Gee, I didn't figure they'd beat us..." The
pair plopped on the bed, side by side, their own efforts stifled by the live
show in front of them.
Danny ignored them. Kneeling over Thelma, braced on his right hand
while he kissed her, he toyed with her stiff nipple with his free hand,
savoring the feel of it and listening to Thelma's breathing pick up and
become ragged while his tongue sparred with hers enthusiastically. Then a
warm hand closed over his throbbing shaft... His oral attack intensified in
recognition of the pleasure as Thelma gingerly slid his foreskin up and down
over his glans, and his left hand returned to her now-soaking cleft.
Thelma backed out of the kiss and gasped, "I want to... suck it... but
I don't know how!"
"You can if you want to, but you don't hafta!" Danny croaked. His
blood was a roaring in his ears - he'd never been so excited in his life!
Thelma tugged it toward her. Locking eyes with Danny, she husked,
"Bring it here!"
The pair on the other bed watched, rapt. Amy shrugged off the robe,
and Jimmy shucked out of his swim trunks, both without taking their eyes off
the spectacle before them. Amy grasped Jimmy's cock, and Jimmy's hand dove
between Amy's parted legs, but their primary attention was on Thelma as she
examined Danny's penis, wide-eyed. Danny's erection didn't match Jimmy's,
Amy mused, but it was... respectable. Thelma slid the foreskin back,
exposing a shiny purple head that was obviously begging for attention - and
the conflagration that Danny's fingers had started between her legs left
Thelma only too happy to give it!
For Thelma was on fire! Her pussy was boiling, leaking fluids and
writhing under wave after wave of a slowly building agony of pleasure
brought on by the two fingers that Danny was manipulating inside the opening
of her clasping tunnel. She was well beyond second thoughts; at this point,
nothing on Earth was going to stop her from feeling the velvety shaft in her
hand between her legs! Thelma was approaching a fever pitch of sensation
that she'd only felt once before - riding Danny's tongue earlier in the
evening at Gino's! And the craving that incident had lit was undeniable!
Danny sidled around to a point where his cock was reachable without
removing his pumping fingers from Thelma's soaking wet quim. It was
awkward, but he was damned if he would offer her less that she was offering
him! He draped his right knee on the mattress near her head, and she moved
her head onto his thigh, tickling him with her hair. He cradled her head
for additional support while she examined her prize, eyeing it from close
up, watching the smooth flow of the foreskin as she manipulated it back and
forth over the head. How incredible it was! Some of her girlfriends said
it was ugly! Moved to take the next step, Thelma hunched herself a bit,
bracing herself on an arm thrust out behind her, and ran her tongue over the
exposed tip.
Danny's knees began to shake. He didn't see how he could possibly
escape spewing all over her! He steeled himself, reaching for control, and
got a tenuous grip on his rampaging libido.
But it was short lived, and it was all his fault! For at that moment,
he decided to add thumb work on Thelma's big clit to the efforts of his
fingers in her tunnel!
Thelma's tongue retracted, tasting Danny's essence, and approved of
it. She hunched more, her head sweeping closer, and Danny shifted his hand
to continue to support her head as her lips enveloped his glans... It was
exquisite! Danny knew that his endurance was measured in mere seconds, but
then... his thumb dragged for the first time along the stalk of Thelma's
clitoris.
"Uuuuuummmmmmm!!!" Thelma hummed around Danny's cock and control went
out the window! Danny's legs went rigid - everything stopped but the
massive pulsations of his cock and the rhythm of the two fingers and that
magic thumb!
Danny's loss of control mattered little, though; just that touch from
his thumb caused the bubble of pleasure building in Thelma to burst,
plunging Thelma into a kaleidoscopic lightshow while her whole body flexed
and spasmed in time to the contractions of her vagina around Danny's buried
fingers. As a consequence, Thelma dove onto Danny's shaft, just as it
swelled and poured out the first, huge gout of his seed!
Surprise at the flood in her mouth brought Thelma back somewhat, Amy's
yelled instruction of "Swallow!" easing her confusion over what to do with
the salt-sweet flood pouring into her mouth. She accepted it as part of her
orgasmic experience, swallowing automatically as she savored the taste as a
component of the cataclysm of pleasure pouring over her.
Danny was distantly embarrassed, but he just... couldn't... move!
Watching Thelma's throat move and feeling her purr around his cock was the
most erotic thing he had ever experienced, and was good for at least three
more massive gouts of sticky semen, which he poured down her welcoming
throat. Finally, the pulses weakened, and the output dropped. Danny's
muscles unlocked, and he knelt there, distractedly stroking Thelma's curly
hair as he turned his attention on the grasping pulsations of her vaginal
tunnel on his fingers.
Utterly ignored, the audience turned in their reviews. "Wow! That
was intense!" Amy exclaimed. Jimmy SAID nothing, but he threw her back flat
on the bed and threw himself atop her, lips and fingers questing. In
moments, the pair was oblivious to what was happening in the other bed.
Thelma stopped shuddering, but she wasn't done, by any stretch of the
imagination. She swallowed again to clear her throat and asked, "Will it go
down?"
"Huh?" Danny took a second. "Well, it does, usually..." But even as
Danny assessed it's status, his penis went from mildly rubbery to rigid in
Thelma's fondling hand. "Not THIS time, I guess..."
Thelma locked eyes with him. "Then I want it - NOW!" She reached up
and began tugging him onto the bed over her, steering him with the hand on
his wand.
Jimmy, one hand on Amy's left breast and the other sliding two fingers
along the outside of her labia while he kissed her, wasn't paying any
attention to the other pair, but the words circled around in the back of his
head. A spare logic center processed them for content and produced a sense
of unease that brought the whole thing to his attention. He stopped,
blinked, applied the attention and rose up from Amy's lips and yelled,
"Danny! Rubbers!"
From a penetration standpoint, he was already too late; his roared
injunction found Danny's cock already halfway into Thelma, to their mutual
delight. Apparently, Thelma didn't have much of a hymen - neither of them
noticed it. (Actually, Thelma had broken it long since, at the height of a
masturbation session, but she'd been on her period at the time - she was
ALWAYS unbearably horny on her period - so she hadn't noticed.) Thelma was
soaked, and her walls flowed away from Danny's probe with just enough
resistance to be delicious, so he managed to bury it to the hilt before his
brain acknowledged Jimmy's words. "Aw, shit!" he groused.
"Baby?" Thelma's eyes snapped open; they'd been closed while she
savored this first-ever feeling of fullness in her hungry pussy.
"I gotta put on a rubber!" Danny groused.
Thelma wasn't thrilled at the interruption, and she wasn't thrilled at
the idea of feeling Danny's nice, fat cock through latex, but the little
shiver of fear that went up her spine at the possible implications negated
THAT! Even the fuzzy vision of single motherhood that her instinctive
assessment of the worst-case scenario presented was enough to strike fear
into her heart... She dashed Danny's half-formed hope with one word. "O-
okay!"
Danny left his weapon buried as he reached into the nightstand drawer
for the safety; if, by some miracle, the dirty deed was done already, they
might as well enjoy it! Once it was retrieved, he cast about for a way to
lay on Thelma without crushing her while he used both hands on the wrapper.
Thelma divined the problem and directed, "Gimme!" Danny shrugged and
handed the prophylactic to her, then smiled despite himself at the look of
concentration on her face as she tore at the wrapper. She was so
beautiful... 'What?' Danny blinked, taken aback by his own thought process.
'Where in the Hell did THAT come from?' But she WAS, to him; the droopy
nose was an endearing feature, and the rest of her face, bereft of it's
habitual frown, was, even objectively, quite nice...
The wrapper tore, and Thelma's quick grin of triumph surprised the
look of tenderness that his thoughts had painted upon his unguarded
features. She gave no thought to her next action: she reached up and drew
him to her for a searing kiss. Danny, not sure what had prompted it,
nonetheless participated in it enthusiastically, then withdrew and hung
there uncertainly, the rubber again basically forgotten.
But Thelma was holding it, which brought HER back on track. "You have
to pull out..." she directed wistfully.
"Oh!" Danny shambled back, rising to a vertical position as his length
cleared her opening.
Thelma waved him forward, and they played a game of 're-weave the
legs', Danny getting his outside hers, one at a time, so he could kneel
above her stomach while she worked the sheath over his erection. Then they
reversed the process and Danny repositioned himself at her entrance. A
locked glance and a nod from Thelma and Danny's fleshy probe again pressed
through the gates of her womanhood.
Both noticed the difference, Danny as an attenuation, and Thelma as a
change in texture, but it was still VERY good! By the time Danny's pubic
bone smacked into Thelma's her clitoris was already swelling; by the third
stroke, it was engorged, riding along his shaft intermittently and being
ground between their pubes at every stroke. Thelma picked up a serious
flush and began to vent: "Oh, Lordy! Oh, man! Oh! Oh! Oh, WOW! Omigod!
Yes! Yes! Yessss!" The freight train plunging in and out of her tunnel
was bringing on feelings that made her last two orgasms minor league by
comparison! Thelma clutched Danny as her hips rolled and she drove herself
to meet his thrusts, urging more speed, more power... Danny began to worry
that he might damage his diminutive lover, but her moans and touches and
tugs at him were insistent - lagging would mess up their rhythm. Besides,
it felt unbelievable! His cock was going nuts, despite the rubber!
Thelma's eyes popped as the elevator of her arousal rose, more and more
rapidly, then blew right through the roof! "WAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" she screamed,
clutching Danny to her in a death grip using both arms and both legs,
effectively stopping him in place, buried to the hilt, while her vagina
tried to wring his penis dry!
Thelma's lusty scream of completion caused another interruption of
Jimmy and Amy's efforts as he rolled off her and she levered herself up onto
her elbows to see what was going on. But any concern fled immediately at
the picture of Thelma, fully off the mattress, locked tight around Danny's
torso while she writhed her way through her climax. "Think she's happy?"
Jimmy asked, rhetorically.
Amy grinned back. The look on Thelma's face made her the poster child
for orgasmic bliss! Amy locked gazed with Jimmy, "Make ME happy?"
"Thought you'd never ask!" Jimmy chuckled. He flicked at her hip with
his fingers instructing her to straighten herself on the bed, and rolled
atop her as soon as she was organized. The small hand that dove between
them to grasp his erection made it clear that there need be no more
foreplay-induced delays. Amy's pubes were somewhat sparse, and had been
trimmed back to a narrow vertical strip pointing the way to the clitoris
nestled between her thin labia. Those lips were wide open from the
excitement of recent activities, revealing the wet pink groove that ran
between her clitoris and vaginal opening, and Amy guided Jimmy's sizeable
erection unerringly to that pulsing portal.
Jimmy's glans was already touching that damp opening when he
remembered the injunction he had delivered to Danny moments before. He
threw hiself into reverse, gently opposing Amy's urging. "Whoa, got to get
a rubber!" he cautioned.
But Amy continued to tug on his erection, frowning slightly and
staring fixedly at it as she concentrated on feeding it into her tunnel.
"No you don't, Honey - I'm on the Pill!"
"Oh," Jimmy stopped resisting as he processed this bit of information,
and that was all it took. Immediately, the ring of muscle at Amy's opening
began to flow over his glans and Jimmy forgot all about anything else as he
tasted the heated, oily depths of her channel for the first time. "Ohhh,
Man!"
"Mmmmmmmm!" Jimmy was SO big! It seemed to Amy that he was
stretching every fold of her tunnel, finding every nerve and teasing it by
sliding slowly past! It was Heavenly! The pair instinctively took their
time with the initial penetration, not rushing it. Amy needed to adjust -
her limited experience included nothing Jimmy's size - and Jimmy was more
than content to take it slow, feeling her walls nibble at him as he entered
new territory.
Still, it only took a moment for him to be socketed deep, his wiry
pubes rubbing her trimmed pelt. "Mmmm! That's nice!" he exclaimed eagerly.
Amy's eyes danced as she nodded vigorously in agreement, "Uh huh!"
She closed her eyes, concentrating on the feelings generated as her pussy
adapted to its heavy, blunt invader.
Jimmy commenced a slow withdrawal, to sensations more intense, if
possible, that the insertion! Amy's vaginal canal nibbled at the rim of his
glans the whole way, bringing such an insane amount of pleasure that he knew
that only his recent oral adventure in the pool kept him from exploding into
her depths! Amy split her attention between the intensity of the waves of
pleasure coming from her womanhood and the look of urgent intensity on
Jimmy's face - a look that, oddly, screamed pleasure without being a smile!
The second stroke was quicker, Amy already having adjusted in large
part, and the third quicker still. Jimmy settled into an instinctive stroke
per second rhythm, intent upon being relentless until he saw the results:
Amy's first climax!
Thelma collapsed back onto the bed, releasing Danny, who floundered a
bit, worried. "You okay?" he asked worriedly, "Should I stop?" The idea
wasn't a pleasant one for Danny - he was well along, but wasn't ready to cum
yet...
Thelma's eyes popped open, "Oh, no! Don't stop!" Weakly, she urged
him on with languid hands robbed of strength by her recent climax. Danny,
reassured, resumed sliding his cock deep inside her. For the moment, it was
delicious, but not urgent, as Thelma relaxed in the aftermath of her monster
orgasm. It had been more than worth it - if Danny ignored her for the rest
of her life, she still had that! As her perceptions again focused beyond
the bounds of her pleasure-filled body, Thelma became aware of a metronomic
slap, slap, slap coming from her right. Turning her head, she identified
the sound as Jimmy Hightower's pubic mound driving into Amy's as he steadily
drove his long cock into her. Amy was grinning from ear to ear, eyes
slitted, giving a little "Um!" with every stroke. Suddenly, Amy's eyes went
round, she howled "OOOOOO!" and surged against Jimmy for the period of about
three of his metronomic strokes, then she settled back and started going
"Um!" again... Thelma smiled, but suddenly Amy's joy was again irrelevant
as Danny's plunging rod lit a new urgent fire in her loins.
Amy was in Heaven! Jimmy had outstripped her two previous lovers by
the third stroke! This was SO much better than masturbation! She felt
almost as good as a masturbation come made her feel already! And it just
kept getting... "OOOOOO!" Shock waves poured through her as her nerves
discharged their built-up pleasure in three flashing waves. Amy felt her
pussy clamp down on Jimmy's driving cock so tightly that she felt like she
could draw a three dimensional map of it, outlining every ridge and vein!
Then the crashing waves were gone, but she was still right there, hanging on
the edge...
"Oooo, Baby, that was soooo good!" The dreamy sound in Amy's voice
caused a tingling wash of pleasure to flow down Jimmy's spine. He'd thought
she had cum - it had certainly FELT like it - but it didn't seem to last too
long... "Did you...?" he asked, hesitantly.
"Mmmm hmmmm," Amy replied, grinning from ear to ear, eyes slitted in
pleasure, "And I'm gonna again, real ... OOOOOOO!" Reality overtook
anticipation in mid-sentence as the waves cascaded across Amy's senses a
second time! Again, Amy surged against him, clutching with hands, knees,
and vagina. "Oohhh! Baby!"
The sense of accomplishment that flowed over Jimmy brought with it an
almost visible aura of confidence and power. Performance anxiety dropped by
the wayside; he'd already succeeded - twice! And from the sounds Amy was
making, he'd never have to do without again! Confidence in his mastery over
his luxuriously built lover allowed him to experiment, adding a snap of his
hips to his stroke; Amy gasped, and surged, gibbering, crushing him to her
heaving chest as she rode out ANOTHER, STRONGER climax! Every time she
thought it couldn't get any better...
Danny had taken his time, moving languidly in reaction to Thelma's
apparent exhaustion after that first wild, clutching orgasm, but, truth be
told, he was beginning to feel some urgency - and that urgency dictated a
rate increase. So he picked things up, not trying to match Jimmy - just
light the fire.
The results were noticeable in Thelma in mere moments, as she went
from her post-orgasmic relaxation to that taut state that said she was
chasing her second orgasm better than words. This second rise was slower
than the first, but no less powerful; Thelma's hips began to dance of their
own accord as she reached Danny's level of urgency, then took the lead,
urging him with little touches and murmurs to increase his efforts: "Hmm!
Yess! Yess! Oh, God! Oh! Oh! Huh! Oh! Yess! There!" Thelma's eyes
locked on Danny's and she drew him into the maelstrom of her emotions as her
body again began to wind itself tight in the prelude to another explosion.
Danny saw the flush coming on and fought to hold her back a bit, adding to
the anticipation, and his efforts succeeded for a minute or two - but then
Thelma hit some trigger point, wrapped her legs around his hips and began
throwing her pubic mound against his in wild abandon! Danny watched her
take a breath, her mouth open; he KNEW she was going to let out a scream
that would wake the dead! Drawing strength from somewhere, he levered up
his left hand and stuck his finger in her mouth!
THAT crisis passed; Thelma's mouth closed on the finger, and she began
to emulate a vacuum pump, the nascent scream reduced to a series of loud
whines as her lunges became ever more frenzied. Danny suddenly realized
that there was no way he was going to continue to pump through the coming
climax; she was dragging him inexorably with her to the peak! In fact...
He didn't even have time to finish the thought; Thelma arced up into
him as if she were being electrocuted, keening around his finger while her
belly rolled under the impetus of the powerful contractions in her vagina.
The first contraction lit Danny's fuse, and the second set it off; Danny
roared incoherently as he felt himself shooting his seed into Thelma,
ejected in great, pulsing gouts from his powerfully pulsing penis!
Thelma, already experiencing dizzying new heights, felt those jets
strike the back wall of her vagina, the reservoir tip of the rubber already
against her cervix conducting the pulses, and totally shorted out, lapsing
into ecstasy-driven unconsciousness. It didn't keep her from holding him in
a death grip, however - neither, for that matter, did it keep her pussy from
nibbling and clutching at his pulsing cock.
What he DID get, however, was his finger back; Thelma released it,
emitting a soft "Gah..." as her eyes rolled up.
Danny spent a good thirty seconds trying to force his entire body into
Thelma's damp, welcoming depths before he resumed contact with the world
around him and realized it wasn't going to happen. Simultaneous with that
realization came the knowledge that collapse was imminent; he clutched
Thelma to him and rolled to the side. This left Thelma's left thigh pinned
under him, but it was stuck between his ribs and hip bone - a soft spot, he
hoped... Consciousness faded as exhaustion claimed him.
Amy's fifth climax left her grinning from ear to ear, regarding her
sinewy lover with dancing eyes. Jimmy was a wonder! He'd rocked her world
five times without even breaking a sweat! That monster cock just continued
to pound her, a perpetual motion ecstasy machine! God, how long was he
going to last? Thank God she'd listened to Dina! Jimmy was bigger and
better in every way than she'd ever expected - he was wonderful! Smart,
funny, sweet - and a sexual dynamo!
Jimmy was about as happy as a guy could get! Amy was wonderful! She
was cute, sweet, fun to be with, worldly... She was nice looking (if a bit
big - Jimmy could predict what age would do to her as well as anyone else -
but Momma was good sized, too...) and had a pair of big, sweet titties that
she didn't mind being played with. In fact, she seemed to be really sweet
tempered - he couldn't remember her ever saying a cross word to anyone!
And, last but not least, she had a wonderful pussy that he had ALREADY
proven he could do justice!
Jimmy would have liked to stay in the saddle forever, but it WAS his
first time, after all... As Amy came down from her fifth cum, Jimmy felt
that urgency begin to take control. He fought it, shifting patterns and
speeds, trying to make the whole thing last - and Amy caught on because of
it. Jimmy slowed down, and his expression changed, his stare going more and
more inward. Then he shifted his stance a bit, driving from a bit lower.
Then he raised himself higher, his shaft rubbing Amy's clit more directly.
Amy caught his chin and locked eyes with him, "Jimmy, you're getting close,
aren't you?" Jimmy nodded; his face was beginning to suffuse with blood
from the strain of holding back his orgasm. Amy began rubbing his flanks.
"Cum for me, then, Baby..." she cooed. "You've made me SO happy! Cum!"
"AaaaaAAAAAUGH!" Relaxation brought an orgasm, instantly, the moment
his control slipped. Jimmy threw himself forward one more time, stiff as a
board, instinctively trying to poke his cock right through her cervix into
her womb as his sperm began blasting out. What Amy DIDN'T expect was that
his grinding impact, the pulsations of his spasming cock, and the splash of
jism on her cervix would bring about climax number six! "Ooooh, Baby!"
She crushed Jimmy to her as her pussy strove to do the job assigned to it by
nature, milking the precious fluids of life from his spasming cock.
Jimmy, released, collapsed bonelessly atop Amy's form, his head across
her shoulder and his chest supported by those wonderful, fat titties. It
seemed like all of his energy poured out of him with the contents of his
balls; movement seemed guaranteed to make his muscles freeze up. He tried
to maintain the presence of mind to work on Amy's neck and ear with his
lips, and succeeded for a bit, but entropy caught up with him and he just
slipped away...
Amy detected it when he went totally lax, his lips still tickling her
neck, and smiled. Poor thing! He'd worked like an automaton, pleasing her
again and again - he must be exhausted! He'd outlasted her other ham-handed
lovers a dozen times over; if anyone deserved a little nap... Besides, it
wasn't as if he was heavy, or anything - she probably weighed more than he
did! Fortunately, he was hard and sinewy - she couldn't hurt HIM if SHE lay
on top... 'Damn, the lamp's still on...' Amy was still trying to figure
out how to turn it off when sleep claimed her, too...
Thelma drifted back to consciousness with Jimmy's wail of completion
in her ears. She couldn't see anything - the mountain of flesh pinning her
left thigh, snoring gently, kept her oriented the wrong way. But Danny's
very presence was a novelty that she was determined to enjoy, so she
scrabbled for a blanket, cuddled up, and buried her head in his neck. The
grand mal nature of her orgasms had left her washed out; sleep came easily.
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