This heightened my arousal as my second orgasm started to rise and crest. I could actually feel Danny’s orgasm as it washed over him, as he pumped h...s creamy seed into my swollen and dripping cunt. I was bucking and moaning panting shamelessly as my second orgasm washed over me, it was much better than the first. I was determined not to waste a single drop of his rich semen for I would lick his cock clean with my mouth when he rolled off. Danny rolled over onto his back and I reached into the. “Has he just it switched on?” The girl's voice, close to Candice.“June.” The male voice, embarrassed, almost a stage whisper.“Mike, shut up, what’s wrong with asking?”“If you really want to know, and you’ve got the nerve, put your tongue down there.”“June, what are you doing?”“Micheal,” Candice said, “don’t be a prude. I can see that it’s getting you going, either stick your cock in her or let me suck it.”Andy, strolling along the beach, grinned and stopped. He pulled the remotes out of his bag. It was quite loud, so I was sure she could hear it. She appeared at the window in the door quite quickly and, confirming it was me, opened it. ‘Hi, John. Come in, please. You’re right on time. Thank you for that.’ ‘You’re welcome. This is quite an unusual apartment. Very unusual, in fact.’ ‘Yes, it is, isn’t it? I love it. A little bit of luxury that am grateful for.’ As I looked about, I could see it was Victorian era in design and furnishings. The ceilings were twelve foot, I guessed. The. The shape of the property was a long, skinny rectangle, and the driveway into it was half a mile long. The house was unfinished, because the guy who had been building it ran out of money when his investments tanked. He’d been building it as a high-end bed and breakfast place. What made it attractive to me was that the outer shell was complete, and only the interior was unfinished. The commercial grade kitchen equipment was on site, if not installed, and a lot of framing had been done. The.