Her eyes were starting to glaze over and her body got bondage story sex more limp as she relaxed bondage story sex her muscles.
I was half way in when she bondage story sex stopped and rested bondage story sex.
Holding her in that position, I rolled over and scooped her up in my arms as I had before.
I stood with Barbara impaled on my pecker.
As I embraced her and kissed her, I bounced her up and down gently in order to penetrate deeper and deeper.
Finally we came to an end point against her cervix.
I still had about four more inches to go, but I was in a tighter pussy than I had ever felt before.
We lay back on the bed with me on bondage story sex top, and I began to fuck her in the usual way.
In and out, in and out, stopping when I bumped into her deepest parts.
I told Joe to start counting the bondage story sex strokes.
I knew I was nowhere near cuming, and I though theyd enjoy the fun of a long fuck stoke count.
Every hundred strokes I would rest and kiss her, but her head was just flopping back and forth in bondage story sex a near delirium as she panted and babbled.
I had to hold her head still while my tongue explored her lips and mouth.
Then Id do another hundred.
And another hundred.
"I love my work," I answered.
But at one thousand, I was ready for a change.
I rolled over and we all rested a bit.
Ten minutes later my cock had softened to a long limp sausage.
Joe had cum bondage story sex twice already, and I guess that Barbara had become exhausted with so much attention.
Its hard to tell with a woman, but bondage story sex I guessed that she had cum time after time.