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a sex holiday.

... between them. Mindy caught my cock as it approached her love box, and guided me it. We moaned in pleasure together as I felt the familiar warm, wet, and tight sensation send a chill up my spine. I began slowly, enjoying both my own pleasure, and Mindy’s moans underneath me. I longed to be deeper into Mindy’s pussy, so I reached back, wove my arms under Mindy’s legs, and threaded them up onto my shoulders. I instantly found a new depth and a feeling of power, and Mindy lay helpless to my thrusts. This new feeling turned edgy and I began to pound myself into Mindy’s cunt. “Yes! Like that!” cried Mindy, nor feeling anything except pleasure. This added fuel to my already burning lust and I drove harder, deeper, and pushed Mindy’s legs father and father back, finding new angles to violate Mindy’s body. “Please! Don’t stop! I’m almost.. Don’t stop!” Mindy railed. Stopping was the last thing on my mind as I felt my own climax build. “Al…Almost….Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Mindy cried as I felt her tighten underneath me. Her orgasm triggered mine and I pushed my hips down into her’s and shot my stream deep inside her constricting cunt. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I proclaimed as the pleasure washed over me, locking my muscles, and making me oblivious to everything except the cum I was pumping into Mindy. As my orgasm receded I became aware of Mindy, who was looking at me, and smiling. A little embarrassed I asked. “What?” “You make a face when you cum.” She giggled I pulled out of her, and as her ...

... legs were still d****d over my shoulder, I gave them a push back, lifting her butt off the ground and gave her a sound slap on her exposed ass. “Ow!” she whined “Sounds like your conscience is OK.” I observed “Mostly. I’m trying to ignore that little voice and just live in the moment. It would help if wasn’t starting to like this.” Mindy said. I whacked her ass one more time as I got up. “Ow!” she cried and gave me a dirty look “Just trying to help.” I rejoined. Mindy shook her head, and rolled her eyes. We ended up taking a shower together. If her plan had been to drain my body, it had worked. There was no sex in the shower this time, but I did enjoy soaping various parts of her body, and had her clean up Bruno. He did a serviceable job of waking up as a compliment to her soapy manipulations. By this time it was coming up on midnight, which for the younger crowd means it’s time to party. But, my youth was spent and Mindy kept the schedule of a soccer mom (You know, the 37 year old, church going kind?), so we fell asl**p in bed, watching something on TV. The next thing I knew, I was back home, in bed. My dog was giving me a tongue bath, and I’m relaxed, but thinking this is really weird. I knew something was very wrong with this, but I couldn’t seem to work up the will to fight or protest. Then the dog was working it’s way down to my genitals. This was getting really strange, and I started to try to push the dog away. Why would my dog do this? I wondered. The dog licked my cock ...