"Twice more tonight I think, " she mused.I continued wanking. My prick was no longer rock hard. Rachel made herself comfortable and turned on the TV, ...ettling back to watch."Keep wanking yourself." she told me.I stood by her chair abusing my cock. Slowly her right hand reached out and curled around my balls, fondling them. My stiffness returned, my wanking became furious as I struggled to comply with her request for more. A female had demanded my sperm and I was unable to refuse. I orgasmed. My. She is still the most passionate woman I have ever known. I was soon caressing her firm young breasts and she had my pants open, and was stroking my rock- hard member, when we heard some rustling in the brush. We froze and listened. We didn't hear anything else and soon went back to kissing and touching each other.I opened her tight shorts and slid my hand inside her cotton panties. My finger found her moist twat and easily slid inside. Just then there was another sound. We stopped again. We. I was at work planning the final day in a long series of large jobs before it hit me. As the presses hummed away, I realized that there wasn't any cum on me when I woke. How was that possible?If it was all a dream, it was the most realistic that I've ever dreamed. I mean, who would dream about a wet dream and not have one? The other odd thing was that the overfilled ache in my balls was gone. How was that possible?After reloading the presses, it hit me that I'd obviously shot sideways and. We can't have dragons spiriting away merchandise from stores in the middle of the night." I've already told them that it was wrong to do that but it was already done. I was watching your boat when they were shopping."I was curious, "Is there something wrong with the boat?" No, everything is fine. We forgot to fill the tanks with fuel and they ran out last night. We had to fill the boat up from some tanks that were down in Mexico." How did you pay for the fuel, Mom?" Umm, we didn't. These tanks.