After about 5 minutes, I could feel myself getting close, (like I said, it's been a while.) So I say, "I'm gonna cum soon."He just nods and keeps suck...ng my cock. He actually starts sucking harder. He really wants my cum in his mouth. I'm not going to disappoint him.He keeps this up for another 45 seconds or so and then I raise my hips like he did, let out a loud moan as I shoot cum into his hungry mouth. It felt like less than what he did, but it was still too much for him. He lifted his mouth. "Has Dee shown them to you?" I waved the sketchbook in front of her. She shook her head. "Wanna see them? It might get you much hornier, though. No, wait, I take that back. It WILL." I stopped at a particularly intriguing sketch. "Holy shit, look at this!" Bitch! Show me!"Giggling, I teased her a bit longer but, eventually, I pulled up a chair and sat with my back to her, showing her each and every sketch. They got me pretty hot and I could imagine, well, no, I could see and feel and hear how. I was taken aback because in all the times I saw them, or knew them, who would have guessed that? They were only in the lifestyle for about a year, and were really selective about who they let into their "bedroom". She said she had a talk with her husband and asked if my "open mind" would entering their interest in entertaining with them. I told her, without offense mind you, that I would think about it. She seemed happy enough that I would give it some thought.After about three weeks, I gave. She scanned the room looking for her mother, but she only recognized one guy, the one next to her in the passenger seat. In the light she could get a better look at him. He was early forties or late thirties and he was balding and sporting a pot belly. He looked strong and his arms were covered with what looked to be homemade tattoos. Maybe from jail, Robyn thought. Still, he was the only face she recognized from the car, so she walked over.He smiled wide and she saw that he was missing a.