I just thought that another who had gone through the same experience could help, but I see I was mistaken." I turned to go."Wait!" I waited. "How do y...u know about my troubles?" Angela told me a little. She was trying to explain your attitude." I don't have an attitude." Ok. Your apparent dislike of me then." Well you're just the same as the others. Getting around, having a good time, screwing all sorts of tarts, not giving a thought to your wives." Your perceptions are false. I can't prove to. I rolled over onto my back taking her with me, I grabbed a hold of her arse, pulled those little cheeks apart, stuck a finger up inside her and poured gallons of cum into her – I just couldn’t stop, every spurt brought a pussy squeeze from her, every squeeze from her brought another spurt from me.Finally we both stopped and slumped into a puddle of sweaty flesh onto the bed – him still deep up inside her and her purring into my shoulder. We stayed that way for what seemed like ages until she. When we broke apart from that one, long, amazing kiss, she was sitting on her calves, staring at her arm, where a little stripe of semen maybe a quarter inch wide and a couple inches long sat.Her eyes were really big, and her mouth was open. I could tell she was holding her breath, and I suddenly imagined she was waiting, expecting that semen to burn through her arm or something. And I didn’t want her to scream, which it looked like she was primed to do.So I leaned over and licked it off her. "I nod my head in agreement and the two of us stood up and walked out of the restaurant, making sure my body conceals Mitch's hard on.He escorts me to his vehicle; the smell of his cologne was enough to make me weak in the knees and get my motor revved up into high gear. When he opens the car door, I lean into him and kiss his cheek.Mitch slid in beside me looked around, then kisses me passionately as his fingers run across the swell of my breast. I had no idea what was about to happen until he.