He began to jack me off faster and faster and I knew I'd be spurting soon. Then I felt the final pulses rushing up from deep down between my legs; tha... wonderful release as I came.First a big hot splat on my chest, then another on my belly. I kept my eyes closed but I could feel my hot jizz splating on my skin. Rob didn't stop jacking me. I could feel and hear my hot sticky cum squishing between his fingers as it lubed my shaft with my own cum. Soon I was in a position that if he didn't stop. No, no, I was born in Quebec and I stayed in Quebec...Oh, then your father is from Canada?No, no, my father, my mother, my wife, my dog, everybody, they come from Quebec...So why you say Canada?For Christ sake, because you say you don't know where is Quebec!OK, but if you say you don't know Norway ... I don't say that my country is Japan...Shit! Canada isn't Japan. Canada, it's my country.Oh, your country is not Quebec anymore?...My country is Quebec. But my country, it can be Canada too, if. Maine kaha plz kuch nhi hu ga its last time mere lye sirf akhari dafa dard bardhast kr lu.. dard tu mere lun me bhi hu rha hai jo abhi khatam hu jaye ga.. es k baad main uzma k boobs chahtne lga aur uske nipples chosta rha aur apna hath uski gaand k uper pherta rha aur woh aaahh ehh eh krti rhi.. phr maine uzma ko neeche kr k ghori bnaya aur uski gaand malne lga, gaand mar mar k ab uska ched itna khul chuka tha k ab aram se mera lun cream lagaye bagair andar ghus skta tha.. uzma k gaand ka ched. When we woke, we showered together and made breakfast for everyone. Then we loaded up Chrissy’s car and started our trip to the hot springs. Stopping only for lunch, gas, and to change drivers, we arrived in the area in the evening. We were a little confused. There was a sign pointing to the left for “Hot Spring”, but according to the map, we were supposed to go a few more miles before turning. We decided to follow the sign and go left. After driving a mile or so, we ended up in the parking lot.