His pants were around his ankles, and the little cunt was sucking his cock. Heather didn't say a word. She watched for a few seconds as the little blo...de swallowed his rather small cock to his balls. No deep throating needed here. Heather looked from her husband to me; she smiled a little smile and softly closed the door."John, let's you and I have a drink." She curled her arm into mine and turned me around."I would love a drink right now."We picked up new drinks at the bar and walked out onto. The pleasure feelinggre more intense and his body fluctuated between utter relaxation andtension. He couldn't help let out the occaisional moan of pleasure. AsRight started to intensify the thrusting as he approached his manly orgasm,Nickys body relaxed even more. He was utterly limp and spentphysically. This lack of resistance was what was needed. As he fullysubmitted to the raw power of the men he would serve, his pleasureintensified against his will. Nickys penis began to shoot little jets. He examined that from several angles, trying to figure out whether it was good, bad, or indifferent. He found his answer when he suddenly realized his hand was firmly wrapped around his stiff cock, and that he was stroking it.Next door, in the Nettleton mansion, Robert Nettleton lay in his bed too, also thinking about what had happened that evening. Neither his niece or nephew had screamed hate at him. Their love for each other, something he too understood completely, was now out in the open.. Jeremy’s body was exploding inside me like a giant volcanic eruption. I was so, so close to my own release that I knew if I’d felt his hot sperm hitting the back of my cervix instead of inside the condom, I’d have exploded with him. As it was, when he’d finally finished and collapsed on top of me I was desperate for my own climax.“Jeremy, that was incredible,” I told him. Actually, it was still feeling incredible. He was still inside me and wasn’t softening even the littlest bit. I’d come down.