He got up and went into his wife's room. She was a mess. The seed of man was everywhere, in her hair, over her tits, over her stomach, totally coverin... her face and still running down the inside of her thighs. Her bottom was just a sticky mess. "They excelled themselves", he muttered. His wife was so far removed from the planet that she didn't respond; even in the shower she was nothing more than a rag doll. The thought of poking her, even if he could so soon after the nigger's had filled her,. At number 45, I was one edge again trying not to cum again. At 49, Iwas so close that I did not care about anything. Jim hit me for 50, andI was right there on the brink. I just needed the last hit to take meover the edge. He had stopped at 50; I need to climax, I needed onemore to help me to get over the edge. I was grinding hard against hisleg, but it was not enough. I could not get to the peak, and then Iheard Jim say in my ear softly, "Just ask."So I did, I asked nicely, and then I. .but just try it when you're wearing a short skirt!!!" I assured her that was something I never did, and she replied that Lorene had tols her I was "all man." WE talked for a few more minutes, catching up on things, and she told me she wanted to go sightseeing as she hadn't been home in so long. "I need to warn you I may be hanging around for a while, Trev, depending on how the business is running." I assured her it was doing fine, but she was welcome to stay as long as she liked, if, of. I’ll pick you up in hour,” said Jenny. “Alright already! What kind of suit are you going to wear?” asked Samantha “The smallest I got!” said Jenny laughing “Well I’ll see what I got clean and decide. See you in a bit.” Samantha went rummaging around in her dresser looking for a one piece suit to wear, but couldn’t find one. She settled on yellow two piece that was conservative, slid it on, and put on a pair of shorts and a loose tee shirt over top of it. Then packed her normal day at the.