I could sense that she was close to cumming, but I wanted her to taste my glistening cock, so hard and wet for her. I arched my body over her head and...slowly lowered my cock to her lovely red lips which gently kissed the tip, before her tongue slowly emerged from the redness and behaved like a k** with a lollipop. She declared that she wanted to give me a long, slow, loving blowjob, but there would be time for that later. She had sensed my proximity to explosion and wanted it inside of her.. With each flop of a card, Sara would rock forwards just a little. James would tense a little each time as Sara's warm, wet, swollen insides would contract slightly around him. He fought the primal instinct to thrust himself as deep as he could go. He could feel a big difference in her, compared to his fiance. Sara was a bit tighter, but it was probably because she either, hadn't had sex in a while, or hadn't been with someone as big as him in the recent past. She was getting wetter as well. He. Before I saw my life flash before my eyes ... kidding. Before this happened," I gestured to my nose, "Val and I were getting ready to order some pizza. I know a place that has the best pizza. Would you like to take us there, and I'll pick us up some? It won't take long for me to go in and pick some up." Pizza? Really? That's all? I was expecting something more. I did break your nose after all," said Mrs. Kent."It was only a small thing it'll heal quickly. No permanent damage," I said."Uh, guys. .. not necessarily factually, either! You were the one on that stage — you face the music, lady!"Jeanette shrank back from his blast, cowering as she nodded her acquiescence.With Brent's insistence and with him by her side, they went to each house and explained in as vague terms as possible what had happened, and what the consequences might be. It was no surprise to Brent that both sets of parents were mostly supportive and generally non-accusatory as they heard the story. Jeanette was only.