I didn’t understand what he was laughing about until later. It seems everyone is to clean their area and punch out and go home. That night I had so ...uch work to do I didn’t take the time to look at her much or even find my spot to jerk off. Punch out time came and I still had a good hour of work left. Teri comes over to my area and starts to help me clean the place up. Now this isn’t helping me get done any faster because her work shirts have gotten tighter and her breasts are leaking a little.. She tried to not make noise as she was aware that I might come to the room where they are having sex. I do not know what had gone into jiju to give him so much stamina that he literally tore my wife apart. After 25 mins of non stop fucking he again came in her pussy.This time it was much harder than the previous one. My wife had innumerable orgasms by then of which I had lost count of. She was exhausted and was sweating profusely. Her body ached with all the fucking she had with that monster. In huge, wet globs.Salty.Hot.I was drowning in cum.Thank goodness I had taken scuba and remembered to breathe through mynose.I think I actually swallowed about half of that mammoth load of sperm.The other three-quarters drooled out my mouth, over my chin and onto mybra-covered chest.The next time I did that, I noted, I would have to bring a bucket or amop.Or improve my technique.Despite the messiness, I was quite proud of myself. I had been able togive a good man a considerable amount of. When's the last time you wrote a phone number down, hmmm?" Then answering her own question, "Never, right?" Baby, it's not the same..."But Arlene wasn't giving up. "Why not think about a big, bright red snowplow made out of the energy you're trying to control. Then imagine it pushing the snow toward the pile."Jeff barely managed to stifle a sigh of frustration. But not wanting to hurt her feelings by telling her she didn't understand, he, almost lackadaisically, thought about the snowplow that.