My back arcing higher and my head going back further. The orgasm forces my hole shut, quickly squeezing the sharpie out of me, sealing tight as string... of hot cum shot out of my cock. I shivered slightly as I felt the so pleasent orgasm, one hand holding up my cock slightly, keeping it off of my stomach and pelvis, the other squeezing my right thigh tightly. The sharpie laying a few inches from my defeated hole. After what felt like ages, my orgasm depleted. I no longer shook in pleasure, my. Even though I had the freedom of living alone I wasn't into extravagant possessions. My only big ticket purchase had been the 65 inch flatscreen TV that took up an entire corner of the lounge area and my monthly subscription to the various sports channels.It was a little slice of paradise that had seen some great parties and some hot bedroom action (including a semi famous actress who decided to crash at mine one night and ended up stay for a whole week).I knew I had it pretty sweet. I tried. It had taken me two hours according to my cell to get to sleep and now I was being rudely awakened from that delicious state. Then, it hit me. It had to be her. I answered it. "Hello?" I said. "Where are you Michael? I'm worried about you," she said. "Well, if it isn't my used to be wife. I'm shacked up at a motel. I'll be looking for a better place tomorrow, but as for that; it's no longer any of your business," I said. Your relationship with me ended at 6:40 this evening—oh wait—I mean. I kissed down her stomach and slid my hand over her panties, putting a little pressure on her clit. She played with my hair as I slid off her panties with my teeth and licked down her leg as I did so. I switched her positions so she could lay down and I pulled my face in closer to her heavenly, sacred place. I drew in a deep breath and smelled the fruit of God before I decided to take a bite out of the peach God had crafted himself. I licked her from her little taint area to her clit and she.