Glancing at the clock and setting the book aside, he stood up and held out his hand. ‘Come on,’ he tugged at her, ‘let’s go for a walk.’ �...Really? There’s no snow. It’s just cold out there’ she teased. ‘Cold days are a waste without snow.’ She considered for a moment. ‘Well, they’re good for snuggling too,’ she added with a small laugh. ‘Yes, really. Just for a little while. C’mon. It smells like wood smoke and frost out there- smells like Christmas,’ he persuaded. ‘You know you love the scent. She was I guess what you might call a budding cumfreak. When she gave me a handjob, I did my best to suppress it and I must have done an alright job because she said, "That was a nice amount of cum, but I was expecting a lot more after what Anna said." I then asked, "You mean you wanted me to shoot it out like that time??" Catherine then confided in me that she really only had one guy shoot it out impressively. He was older and black and it was her first time giving a handjob. Like me she. Must try some myself.’ ‘Doctor’s orders, Bob.’ Peter reached out to tug Jennifer closer. ‘My medicine is for me only.’ ‘When are you going back to work?’ Good old Ted, the bean counter, was always thinking about profits but Peter was not interested in returning to toil back at the workshop just yet. ‘He’s returning to work when I say so!’ Jennifer interjected firmly. ‘Not a minute before. It certainly won’t be earlier than the New Year.’ ‘But that’s over three months away and the work is. In spades, or rather in gallons. As his hips rocked back and forth, pumping his cock in and out of my mouth and down my throat his swollen cock began to spurt in my mouth, thick warm cum, filling my mouth with semen. It was hot, it was viscous, it was sweet, it was delicious. I swallowed and swallowed and .......I paused for breath. My father did too, we lay there side by side for several minutes, cuddling and caressing. I slid a hand down between his legs – he was hard again! Already! 'OK.