Wet with his sweat, surrounded by his hardwood body, I was feeling a little raw and hammered. But it had been an extraordinary experience.After quite ... while, he slowly withdrew from me. It was time to get my ass back, but I still felt a sense of loss. I could feel his sperm following his out; I was leaking. I reached back and tasted him, his musk, his seed his essence. My hand was soaked with his cum, as was the bed below me. He rolled onto his stomach, spread his legs. Even slightly flaccid,. I was thinking that those three are becoming a set. Whenever it was possible, Julie was with Lisa and/or Chuck. All three of them had coffee, but Lisa went behind the bar and began building the favored morning drink, Bloody Mary's, as soon as she started, Ben said, "Please make me one, Lisa, I think that would taste good this morning."Before she could even begin another glass, everyone in the salon asked to her to make one for them.Lisa didn't break her movements, but set up as many glasses as. Almost all my makeup was off my face by the end of it. She'd felt every inch of my body with her hands, humped me from behind, practically gave me a hickey. It was fun, but it still felt kinda recreational, like this thing we did on the side of our "real relationships" with our boyfriend.Then, it happened again. Then a third time. A month later, it was a regular thing. We made out and felt each other up several times a week. She kept telling me how beautiful I was and I realized she was living. Mr. Murray’s free hand took Turner’s cock. Any doubts that Turner had in his mind had no time to surface. Turner was pinned tightly. His back rested against a muscular chest, an arm held him across his own chest and a hand was expertly stroking his cock. The hand around his cock was firm but gentle. Turner found himself pushing into the hand with his pelvis and he relished the feel of the semi-erect cock moving against his buttocks. Turner found himself totally giving into Mr. Murray. He had.