Thomas shot several more loads into Kathleen’s mouth and on her face. His spunk poured off of her chin onto her breasts. Kathleen was wiping it up a...d shoving it into her mouth as quickly as she could when she suddenly realized what was happening and came to her senses. What am I doing? She thought to herself. This is my therapist. It’s wrong. Isn’t it? The fact of the matter was, she didn’t feel like it was wrong. She felt wonderful. Her body felt wonderful and knowing that she was able to. The evening would serve only to get her ready for the night. Her birthday began with much dancing. I made sure that every guy in the group got to dance with the birthday girl -- she even got a couple of lap dances. Grinding on the dance floor has always been a favorite tease of hers and tonight the tables would be turned. We started our dirty dancing routine and with the beginning of each song a new guy replaced the last. After several dances she sat down. The crowd went wild with applause, as. Loving can come before coffee but suspense? I don't think so. May be she's just sadistic.We showered quickly not getting our hair wet but washing the sleep from our eyes and all those good smells from our body. In less than fifteen minutes we were making coffee and at six thirty sharp, the patio light was on. While Sue waited for the folks to arrive, I was frying two pounds of bacon and getting ready to scramble two dozen eggs. We had made up a quick batch of biscuits to get us started on the. "You got me all wet," she giggled."Oh." I smiled and talking about sex made me feel weird.I mean, I didn't even want to swear in front of her, and I didn't like swearing anyway, but Angie was a girl, you know? Boys could say stuff, like joke around and be kinda crude, girls too probably, it was just that I didn't think Angie would like it. Or something. I was scared just to tell her I liked her tits."I used to dream about this," Angie told me, getting closer and putting her face in my black.