The huge balls were slapping against my forehead. I sniffed fresh cunt juice. I think it was Bulldog, but couldn't be sure. Cindy was no longer lickin... me. The fucks got deeper and harder. The cock pistoned. I felt Cindy convulse with orgasm. I scented fresh male semen. The thrusting slowly subsided and they lay there a moment. He pulled out. I did my best to catch the flood of spunk flowing from my wife's open slit. I swallowed and swallowed, gulping down the salty liquid. Cindy rose up on her. .. Okay." Richard sat for a moment, collecting his thoughts. I wonder if this is really a good idea... Irina stood up and smiled. "Since you cooked, Harvey, I will clean up. Please, enjoy Richard's playing."She began to clear the table settings, so Richard got up and moved to the pianos, somewhat relieved. He wasn't sure he'd be all that great after all the food and wine, but not having Mrs. T. right there would lessen the pressure."Which piano should I play?" he asked."This one," Harvey said,. Working their way behind a bush they arrived at the back of the garage and sat down on the remains of one of Tiger's old doghouses. Jan set her glasses aside and turned to face Bobby."First thing, never try to go straight in like this." She said as she close the gap between them until they bumped noses. "See? It doesn't work. You have to turn your head like this." This time she tilted her head slightly and pressed her lips to his. She pursed her lips and lingered for just a second."That was. Now I can start again, I think." I hope so too. Just let me know if I can help." I will. I will," she replied fervently and kissed him.Steven sat back on his heels. "Good. I'll be there."She reached out and pulled him back into a hug. "Thank you," she whispered. "I know you will."She finished her coffee and left him. Steven reflected on Becca's reaction and what she had said. She appeared to have expunged her grief and bitterness and to be looking forward optimistically. Their time together the.