It was also a bit of a ritual for him to collect and drive some of his younger mates; the ones who didn't have cars and lived in the country. So on th... way this time we stopped to pick up Alan.I'd never met Alan before but I could tell right away that we had nothing in common. He was twenty-two, I was thirty-five. He had died blonde hair and six earrings; I was dark and wore only one sleeper. He wore denim dungarees with rips and a tight fitting tee shirt; I wore army-trousers and a loose. He had never even considered cheating on Joi. It did bother him that he enjoyed pleasuring those women. But the ends justified the means. With the money from the dates, they'd have over $8000 in their wedding fund. Joi could have the wedding of her dreams. But would it be worth the stress it was causing right now? Ultimately, the answer was no. Omari thought that what they had right now was enough. When he got home, he would put his foot down and tell Joi he wasn't doing the last date. He. It covered my face and got all into my hair. I could hardly see now. The 2 remaining guys continued to stroke and then told me to suck them off. I stroked the one guys cock and sucked on the other, alternately rotating them. One of them popped off right in my mouth and told me to hold the jizz until the other guy popped too. I held the cum in my mouth for about 3 minutes while I was stroking off the other guy with both hands. Finally he popped. I was now probably holding a half cup of cum in my. A large, mullioned window gave out onto what I gathered was the side of the property. Lawns and shrubs all as carefully tended as those at the front, stretched out of sight. Grandmother's property was huge.A queen-sized bed occupied a good portion of the far side of the room, flanked by small nightstands, each supporting an ornate lamp with a pleated shade. Several pictures hung on the cream-colored wallpaper, which was flecked with gold. The pictures were portraits of young girls or women.