Looking up at Jessica, Stacey could see she had a wicked smile on her face staring in Stacey's direction, turning around Stacey finally made a connect...on with what Jessica had been asking and why she was smiling, behind Stacey was the large industrial oven that she often used to roast large quantities of meat for her cooking school classes.Its in this very oven where things really start to heat up around the holidays in this house, every thanksgiving and christmas since the two lovers had moved. Deb moved the glass andgripped my cock as my cum rose and then fountained outof the tip, right into the champagne glass. The whitecum plopped into the golden bubbly and floated,looking like egg drop soup.“Juice him, Deb!” Deanie encouraged her sister.Deanie’s finger teased at the sensitive pucker of myass and both girls ‘oohed’ and ‘aahed’ as they watchme squirt a hefty load into the glass. There was morecum than champagne in it by the time I. Shearrived wearing a stunning blue dress. She looked muchmore beautiful than she did in the picture that shesent me. She was about 5’4” tall and her body contourwas such that anyone would have given her a perfectten for it.I offered her a seat across my table and we sat therefor sometime after some snacks while discussing ourlikes and dislikes. By now the restaurant had startedfilling up and in order to have privacy and also thefact that no one should recognize her we decided to goto a park. Regardless of the age difference we had actually become pretty good friends, she trusted me and it was a usual occurrence that she left me alone working at her home while she was gone. Mrs. Jones was a sweet woman divorced, with no c***dren except for her lab Lady which she treated like it was her c***d.It became a habit that every few days or so I would stop by just to visit with her and talk but I hadn’t seen her In almost a week as she had been gone out of town for another one of her.