He was a writer, author of a very popular romance novel series, you know the ones, you see them at the bookstore all the time and just pass by! I had ...een his novels and even read a few not knowing it was his work. He wrote under a Pen-name I did not recognize. I would have never believed anyone could make a fortune with those things, but Jack had a way with his stories that he had quite a following. He wasn’t rich, but lived quite comfortably! I was glad to see he had had so much success. I. Finally we slept deeply, the following morning, I opened eyes and when I turned up right I recieved a sweet and wet kiss from my new lover friend. Her father was at station and we had all day for us. She went downstairs first and I followed her few seconds after. We took our breakfast face to face and I felt her foot on my panties I did the same to her till we came. When I was finishing my tea I was going upstairs but she blocked me the passaqe and she told me " You have to be naked now or I. I want to suck it off! she thought. I want to feel his load shoot into my throat!But the quivering gulps, the liquid torment of her cunt, could not be denied.She gave his cock a last lingering suck, then levered up and climbed over him, over the prodigious rise of his column of cock, and knelt with her knees beside his ribs.She looked down underneath, between her hung-out tits to her wet-haired pussy hovering above the naked, shining knob of his organ.She could see her clit horning out of its. There were so many strange feeling and pleasuresriding inside my body that I felt like I wasn't me; this was someone elsedoing all of these things.However, Billy's cock grew larger all of a sudden, and the jets of cumhitting my throat brought me back to my own senses. He pinched my nipplesharder, and with the combination of the splattering cum, my own dick shotits load. I back off to take a breath and his cock quickly popped out,spraying what was left inside of him onto my face. When the last.