Jill talked about herself and offered me a second beer, “Don’t worry, I know you are underage, but these are ‘lite’,” she said then flashe... her beautiful smile.Jill revealed, she had started at the company right out of college, and worked hard to get where she is now. I liked this side of Jill. She was always about the job at work, but here she was sharing stories, she was real, not the fantasy that filled my fevered nights. My heart thumped as I admired her beautiful sun streaked hair. I. “I love you honey”. Jack reciprocates the kiss. “OK Pam lets eat and we’ll talk in a bit. Now with Pam at ease she and jack enjoy a nice breakfast. Jack moves from the kitchen to his recliner turning on the t-v having no intention on watching it, its just habit. “Hey Pam, take a seat” as Jack pats his knee. Pam sets her coffee on the table next to the chair and sits on his lap. “So honey, I heard a few things from the guys and I would like to know the truth”. Pam smiles “I’m an open book. Ask. It was so good. After a short while, I could taste the sweet salty pre-cum oozing from the head of Rogers cock, so decided to stop, and catch my breath.The other men did the same, and took the opportunity to have a drink, and slow the proceedings a little. No-one wanted to cum too quickly, although there was the obvious rubbing of each others hard cocks to keep things ticking over.Peter asked if I would be ok with all six of them blowing their loads in my mouth, something they previously had. If those babies happen to be in New Orleans then there won't be any finger pointing here, although given your association with me, it will likely trigger a whole new round of speculation about me.'"Ha, I'm already known as the 'New Orleans' Angel's Madonna', so it would only be fitting," Patricia said before she rolled over and kissed me. "Shut up my beautiful fool. There isn't much fear of my getting pregnant at the moment. That was delicious. Now you go ahead and shower and I'll experiment.