She rubbed my mushroom head on her tongue, a little wiggle, then in ‘Mr. Happy’ went. She made sure that she swirled her tongue on me, then worke... it to rub the inside of her cheek, before letting me work to the back of her throat, where she began to rhythmically bob her head.It felt good to be pumping that throat early in the morning, and she must have known by my groaning that the entrance of her throat felt great. It was warm & soft, and I enjoyed running my fingers thru her hair as. It was November 2009, Sarah had gone off to college now, at UNC Asheville, and I had gone on about my life, without her for a while. Until the opportunity came along to take a trip for my work, to Canton, NC. A little detour could provide me a chance to see her... and that was something my cock was sorely needing. As I packed an overnight bag, my cock was growing with anticipation. I had called her from my office earlier, to see if she would be available for dinner on Saturday, before I headed. .. a bit of a ... rough night.”Doug grinned over the image of his partner suffering. “Attempting to blur uncomfortable memories?”She rolled her eyes, something she wouldn’t be able to do in a few minutes. “Worse, I spent the night discussing details of the shooting with an angry mother upset at the idea of stray bullets around her precious baby.”Doug smirked, the mirth clear in his twinkling eyes. “That is worse, you can’t drink at all!”Em used her hand to block the wind from her eyes as she. Her much-used twat needed a little rest to be ready for more action the next day.Anna was kind of in between. She could enjoy a couple of shorter fucks in succession or a long drawn out erotic episode. The only man who hadn’t yet been in her was Rita’s brother so he was first on her list. Rita had screwed him earlier that day so his cock had both the hardness of youth and much appreciated endurance. After spraying a big load deep inside her, he surprised the older woman with an excellent tongue.