But this one was different. I'd never felt anything like it, and it was unnerving. It grew slowly, but those first feelings, the ones that always precede my orgasms, they were intensely powerful in their own right. I knew almost instantly that I was about to have the most powerful orgasm I'd ever experienced. There was simply no doubt I my mind. Even before it arrived, it had me gasping for air. "I . . . almost . . . al . . . I can't . . ." I increased my tempo more and began pulling and pinching my nipples harder and then harder still, but my orgasm was still just building and building—just out of reach. I was afraid I was going to pass out. "Almost" I shouted through my panting. I couldn't help but toss my head from side to side. I was just on the verge, just on the edge. I could almost see it in front of me. "Almost . . . there." But still, it was just out of reach, teasing me, taunting me, and quite frankly, pissing me off. Sharon must have sensed that I needed a little push, so she leaned forward and quickly thrust two fingers deep inside my pussy. "Gawd . . . Oh Gawd!" I screamed as it hit me. "Oh Fucking Gawd!" I couldn't breathe, my vision went blurry. I could feel my whole body convulsing and shaking. My pussy exploded, and my world went black. I could feel indian hands on me, loving hands, comforting hands, stroking my hair, caressing my cheeks and shoulders. I felt really, really loved, and I loved the whole world. When I managed to open my eyes, still gasping for air, I saw Sharon leaning back against the couch once again. On one side of her head, her hair was dripping wet. I was already showered and dressed and just putting on my makeup. Harry kissed her neck as he started thrusting faster. His hard cock brushed against her hard abdomen. The next morning, while lovingly stroking my hair, David explained that he was proud of how quickly I had fully embraced my new life. This may sound trite, but there I was in the presence of a perfect male specimen demonstrating his prowess saving indian a damsel in distress. Leave the kid alone!” and he moved between us. Their sexual smell was intoxicating to me. As I watched, a dollop of Tom's cum dripped from Jessie's hole and slid toward her rosebud. I guess she figures that if her Mom cared for me then that’s good enough for her. Sarah's heart beat rapidly as she worked her way towards the library. I was caught off guard. He then refocused on the student group, a pretty little blonde thing had just left to order a drink at the bar, Aaron focused on her, asking with his mind whether she had a boyfriend.