As we both finished our orgasms she raised her mouth off of me. Semen dripped in long strings between her mouth and my panty-covered crotch. Her mouth...was obviously still full of my cum, as she awkwardly tried to hold it closed.She rose off of my face and resumed her position behind my head. Her hand covered her still sperm-filled mouth. She looked down at me and spit my load at me before I had time to react.It flew down at me, hitting me in the face, neck and chest. I just lay there in shock. .who knows anything can happen….those were the days my dick was really asking me for something really interesting….i wanted a experienced customer… My anxiety and desire suck me to such a extent tat i also thought about being to the well known streets of kamatipura….. But then…the risk involved and the whole sight of the place stopped my inner conscience from doing so…..i had a friend of mine…who had a extramarital affair with a female who used to stay besides him…..and he used to share with me. You have no idea of the pain I carry around inside me because I can't hold them. I would trade every year I have left in this life to spend just one day with them." And they shared you together?" Happily. I told you how guilty I felt about that and how they had convinced me I was full of it and how they didn't want anything to change. They loved our marriage and our way of life together." And this Heather? So ... you love her as well?" Yes, I told you. She just isn't one of my wives. Nothing. He watched her intently as her beautiful face grimaced and contorted as it fought with that fat prick, swallowing, rising, re-swallowing. Up and down, again and again, faster and faster.It went on like this for another minute, and then George couldn't take any more. If she sucked, him for another second, he thought, he would surely come down her throat, and he wanted to save that, and shoot his first wad of come inside her juicy cunt. It seemed a more important way to climax this extraordinary.