The painful surges built up before my cum had enough pressure to burn its way through my urethra and into her womb. I still felt painfully full as I s...ruggled to pull her sex from my softening cock. As it stretched and finally pulled free we both groaned at the agony and another wave of my cum shot between us where our bellies mashed together. Her hair was plastered to her face and her eyes were bloodshot as she looked me in the face. She covered my face with kisses and sucked briefly on my own. "You sure know how to make a guy feel good." Mark was laughing now too.The whole problem was what Mark had just said. His kiss and his embracewasn't bad. At all. In fact it felt incredible. I hate to say it, butI think I actually saw fireworks.We chatted fairly normally over the rest of lunch, but throughout therest of our meal, I felt Mark's leg pressed against mine under the table- and I did nothing to move away or to make him stop. The feel of hisleg rubbing up against my stocking-clad. “We need another splash each of bourbon.” I uncrossed my legs to stand up. Two things interesting: I wasn’t aware that I had protectively crossed my legs; and, he didn’t say I should pour the drinks, I just jumped to do it. He held his glass close, requiring me to come even closer. As I lowered the bottle to his glass, his hand went to the inside of my thigh. I gasped and shivered at his touch, forcing me to focus with increasing attention on pouring the amber liquid into his glass as his hand. Then brushed my teeth and hair and went downstairs.I was sitting at the kitchen table with my first cup of coffee when Brad came down and gave me my good morning hug and kiss and said, “Damn, there was not much hot water this morning” as he got out the milk and cereal.I sipped my coffee and had a private chuckle.After breakfast, Brad headed out to hang with Barbara, the lifeguard at the beach. I had a few domestic things to take care of. I stripped the beds, put on fresh linens and did a couple.