I do not know the guttural noises I made or the obscenities I shrieked while I spewed my juices into that boy’s face. When I began to recognize my s...rroundings, I had Zach’s head in a leg vice, hanks of his hair in my fists, and I was back to giggling and crying.When my body calmed from its convulsions, I took his head in my hands, pulled him up to me, sucked my own cum from his tongue and lips, pushed him back, and said, “Stand up.”He hopped to his feet. I grabbed his buns, and looking up into. Sandra laid down and Monica did treat her gently with some tongue manipulation of Sandra’s clit. “Yes darling that is wonderful” moaned Sandra and not long after she came with a rush. Monica looked up to see Sandra wide-eyed and in utter bliss. “I never knew it could be so incredibly pleasant” Sandra said “please do it again. Please, I want more”. Monica was only too pleased to grant Sandra her wish.Sandra heard a noise and opened her eyes. Standing in the doorway was Arnie. Sandra gasped in. .. not for a wagon-load of paper and ink!” I protested.“Huuunnn...” he groaned. He then looked down at me and motioned for me to remove my robe. I assumed he at least wanted to see me naked. I decided that was much better than having him try to put that thing inside of me, so I stood up and slowly removed my robe, revealing my full naked body to him.He was becoming visibly excited again and was rubbing his penis quite vigorously. “UHHHNNN!” he said, pointing to his penis.I again started. .. I'd gotten laid like never before! So maybe it had cleared out all the pipes and let the sunshine in. Or something... Mix your own metaphor.But I couldn't help believing that a little something extra had happened -- something that went a little beyond just my getting laid.Emmy. Emmy was extra.No illusions on my part. Even Emmy wasn't going to make me hit .750, or even half of that. What is half of .750, anyway?... Let's see -- half of .700 would be .350. So then -- .375. No, no, I wasn't.