We cuddled for a few minutes under the covers. Then, looking at the clock we realized that it was still early. ‘You want a glass of something?’ I ...sked, getting up, throwing on a robe, and heading into the kitchen. ‘Yeah,’ I heard her say, ‘you got a glass of semen?’ The mixed emotions flooded back into my brain as I poured us two glasses of a Grand Cru Chablis that I’d received as a gift a few months back. It felt like a night for celebrations. I wasn’t sure why, but why not? I asked myself.. This was the moment few were privileged to experience in their lifetime. The young woman's creamy face slowly turned bright red and her entire body went into powerful convulsions, her fingers clenching and unclenching behind her back, her feet kicking and trembling as if she was shot with electric current. Her tongue was forced out all the way from her mouth, pouring saliva from it.Her features slowly turned more engorged with blood, the face becoming dark purple. Pompeo was the first to notice. B's cum was all the lubricant we needed - I pushed my ass against his cock and winced as it eased inside of me. Fuck. . .I was shaking as I felt him stretch my ass wide. His cock grew thicker, harder as he started to gain depth in my ass - both hands on my hips, trying to force me down faster than I was willing to go. Half way and I thought 'no way is he going to fit'. I worked my ass up and down his cock, not able to get more than half of him in because it burt. . .literally hurt. But, that. Making no effort to disguise the evidence of us sleeping together. She pealed me out of my clothes and got me into the bag, then stripped and slid in with me. I put my arms around her and held her, enjoying her warmth against me.I ran a hand down her side. She jumped and giggled. After a few more caresses, she moaned softly and pulled me closer. Somehow, I was hitting all her spots just right. She let go of me and burrowed down into the bag, taking me in her mouth. Her tongue swirled.