There was a box of shells inside a well. The box still had the seal in place. I noted that Karl got one as well. There was also a large briefcase look...ng fiberglass case, whicht Karl was handed as well."I suppose I should wear the gloves in the bottom of this bag, when I load the magazine." I said."Probably would be a good idea. We shall be on maximum security before and after the action." He said.I put on the gloves, then used one of the box openers to open the box of shells. I loaded the. I swallowed as fast as I could but I still felt some of it leak out of the corners of my mouth, slide down my chin and drop onto my chest. He stopped moving but I continued to suck his cock until it grew soft and he pulled it from my mouth. He then wrapped his towel around his waist while I still sat on the bed naked. He asked me a lot of questions and I ended up telling him how when I was a teenager this man seduced me and then taught me how to suck cock and how to enjoy getting fucked and how. His tongue and her fingers worked in and out simultaneously, and it was a tossup which of them was doing more for Tricia's arousal.Ken teased her cunt marvelously. God, what a delicious dream! While he was on the west coast, she'd frig herself mercilessly, reliving every moment of this! It was strange how her mind could be so 'aware' during a dream, though. Next time she saw Carl Jung she'd have to ask him about that.His tongue flicked again and again over the itchy, twitchy gash of Tricia's. Her eyes went wide as no signs of the birthday bash remained anywhere. The room positively sparkled in clean brilliance, and even a hint of lemon was still fragrant from the furniture polish her husband had recently applied.The young wife little out a low whistle as she shook her head and laughed. "Like I said before, hubby must REALLY be horny tonight."She then turned toward the bedroom and thought to herself. "Bless his little heart, guess I'm going to have pay up my end of the deal."Then a.