I want you to slowly sit up, and then squat over Julie's face so she can suck some of it out. She loves the taste of come, and likes it even better wh...n it is mixed with your juices. If you are good, she'll even share some with you."Sheila moved gingerly, and Julie scooted under her as soon as she could. In a muffled voice she asked Sheila to stay still.Sheila started moaning gently, and I knew that Julie was trying to make this as enjoyable as possible for her, so that she might be interested. Eight months laterWork was going well and I had just gotten my license to be an electrician which was great for myself and Irene, I could make some extra bucks on the week-ends and Irene would not have to look elsewhere for an electrician if there was a sudden need for one.I would drop in to her office during break time or lunch and we always had such a nice chat, I knew I was getting some very strong feelings about Irene and started to consider what life would be like with her. Sometimes I. .Own my pussy...It is your pussy!" I keep thrusting into her. I look down, and watch my log sliding in and out of her sweet pussy. It is so tight that it looks like her cunt lips are trying to suck me off every time I pull back out. She is crying and moaning. I drove my cock into her and all of a sudden she went quiet. For a minute I thought I had fucked her unconscious, but then she starts whispering. " So good...So good...But I am too sensitive now...Please stop...So full!" I'm not about to. We have a mini-tug of war which you win easily. You toss the nightie back over towards the laundry basket....'Now those knickers, please!' , you command, holding out your hand. I meekly hand them over and sit awkwardly on the toilet seat, trying to hide my shrivelled manhood.'Now..!' Your voice is softer..encouraging.'You're not the first who's done this...and you won't be the last! The thing is...what are we going do about it...?I have to look up then, into your eyes....I see a faint smile.