I lose track of who is where, and I don't care. I suck the cock in front of my face, sometimes swallowing, sometimes wearing the load when they pull o...t. I push back onto whatever is behind me, screaming my pleasure as I feel them add to the cum filling me, or the warmth on my back and ass cheeks as they pull out to paint me. I don't know how long it goes, how long they use me.I realize I am laying on my back. My skin is stiff from the cum drying. I feel someone straddle me, but I don't have. This was more of the thicker and creamy sweet juice I had tasted the night before. It was amazing I could do this to her so fast.I have no recollection of how long this went on, but eventually she asked me to make her have an orgasm like she did last night… I took that as a request to up the intensity of what I was doing and leaned over a little so I could use a finger to help some. I swirled it around her now engorged clit to get it a little wet before I entered her and that drove her crazy.. He was tall and well built, around thirty she thought, and dressed in an open neck shirt and slacks. He welcomed her with a firm, dry handshake, smiled and said, “Hello. My name is Ramón.” Em smiled back. “Em. It’s nice to meet you.” They did the check-in formalities quickly. Em chose the full sandalwood oil massage. Ramón looked as if he approved. He walked her along the quietly carpeted passageway to the massage rooms. “You are not a stranger to massage, Em?” he asked, although she. .this time he only made five slow, excruciating spurts before he began to run dry. His balls were noticeably smaller. Three more times he managed to shoot enough cum to make me feel it, after that the last two or three spasms were dry. I took all that he had, and squeezed and sucked him dry once again. The door slammed shut and I thought about all I had done and stroked my eight-inch dick with the oversized head. I was seriously thinking about shooting my load when the door banged open and a.