With an unceremonious shiver, he crumpled to the deck. This prompted more than a few personnel to try and assist him up. They were all surprised when none of them could even move let alone lift him. Triot was still trying to rise though, it felt as if all the energy had been sucked from his body. Oddly enough it was this weakness that semi-protected him when the Lord Doctor appeared. {Triot! We don't have time for this weakness. Get up, back to work.} Triot shakily stood as the Lord Doctor nodded then vanished. Triot breathed a sigh of relief as he stumbled to a chair. He'd obviously forgotten something. He had to get back to the experiment room quickly. Having several IP members wheel him to the room he dismissed them. He then started several intense scans. It was almost two hours later he found an answer. Apparently his power had increased greatly, for faster than his body was able to keep up with at the moment. According to what he saw he was lucky that he'd made it as far as he had. Nodding he took out several vials to consume before he lost consciousness. Hurriedly he poured them down his throat as his vision was starting to blur. Fighting to stay aware, he started on the second set of vials feeling the nutrients flow through his body. Damn he thought that was close. Without the protection of the room they would have found him. That end wouldn't have been very good at all. _______________________________________________ Riya was riding his cock, her back also was to the door. Mom never said anything to me about that." • It's not cheating to have sex with Mr. Davies. “Ooh, the video's up on YouTube and the alert went out to everyone who follows the college's channel.” Guanting smirked at me. “You know, they subscribed and rang that bell for notifications. “Yep,” Mitzy agreed, “You’re fired.” She wouldn't fuck the preacher behind her husband's back the way Cherry's mother did. “All three of my girls have been walking around in great moods and disposition, and even though Ashley is always bubbly, she’s been downright sickening in her good moods in recent days. Trying not to grin like a loon as she chatted away and made small talk. “For a few of us, myself included… This will be our last year here. One of the girls looked at my G-string and asked me where I got it. I almost cried out. He nodded.
Quickly coming to his wits, he jerked his throbbing pole from Randi's hot pussy just as a second pulse jerked though his quivering meat, sending a thin stream of hot, milky cum out of his throbbing cock and just between Randi's breasts. A second spurt jutted outward even more, and landed on the girl's mouth and lips. He quickly memorized that image . . . hopefully forever. "Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he gasped, jerking his head back and squeezing his eyes tightly shut. The boy quickly pressed the underside of his hard, jerking meat into the slippery heat of Randi's moist slit and began to grind against it as one more little spurt of milky seed erupted from his quivering cock and shot in short just out of his slit onto her lower belly. Michael then gave two more hard, deliberate grinds, squeezing the muscles in his cock to deliver the last of his batter - which didn't shoot this time - instead pulsing out in thick little globs from his slit; where they stayed momentarily before quickly oozing down the front of his cock-head and pooling just at the beginning of Randi's slit. "Ohhhhhhhh, Randi!", was all he could muster. Michael looked down at the sight of the beautiful girl lying naked beneath him. A shiny spattering of his milky white seed gleaned on the girl’s chest. The little trail, led down to her beautiful pussy lips; which remained a flushed shade of pink. The two continued taking in the sight of each other in silence. This was going to be a very special relationship. The time Jim and I shared with his fiancée was enjoyable, she was a beautiful woman, but Jim and I seemed to mutually agree, without any discussion, that we enjoyed our time together, just the two of us. We both agreed that we were planning on staying mutually exclusive, neither of us expressing any desire to seek out other guys for sex. We enjoyed what we did together, as much as it was frowned upon, by "societal standards." We were managing to meet usually at least once a week, sometimes when we could, twice a week, always at the same place; the only difference that we had now, was we weren't so rushed, and we felt more comfortable in our activities. We discussed our ideas, tried different positions, just like any other couple. Jim and his fiancée were still getting married, she didn't object to our getting together. We had met again today, joking that we were in the same room as our first meeting. Joking how we had met here so often, that we had to start over again with the rooms. I call Tom and told him we are stopping for gas. And pushed slowly until the head of his cock popped into my still tighter than expected ass. They were surrounded by the bustle of the others also headed to their afternoon training sessions; there were the familiar faces of the other students, coaches with the same utilitarian outfits but the largely-symbolic heavy whistles on lanyards, and the current rotation of visiting guest coaches. I sat in my chair before the mirror, tidying myself in the reflection, ordering the mess of papers on my desk. "Ohhh!" you let out a loud moan as you are penetrated. Jon arranged for me to go on one of those sightseeing tours. We all laughed and made quick work of the sandwiches. Zach was in the laundry room downstairs. "You mind?" I wasn’t sure if she just enjoyed being a voyeur or was watching my wife get pummeled by John and wanting to join in. “I suppose you’re wondering about Friday?” They both nodded expectantly. While I was doing all that thinking Scott was getting undressed down to his boxers and I realized that other then in his swimsuit it’s the most of him I’d seen. <
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