We had an MMF experience some years earlier but this was our next chapter. There had been parties and small stuff but the next time it got serious was...with a guy named Barry. Barry was independently wealthy. We had been introduced by a stunning girl I worked with. When I say stunning she was, oh my God, beautiful. Anyway, she invited us down to the coast telling us there was this rich dude who had a pad on the beach and we could hang out and party.At that stage, I was about twenty-eight and M. If you'll follow me?"I opened up a spare bedroom for her, showed her were the bathroom was, got her a spare set of sweats and a robe that I'd bought and never used. I turned her loose to explore. In all the confusion, I took Julie aside and flipped her for who cooked the next day, Thanksgiving. I won, so I cooked! I found the jellied cranberry concoction I was looking for. I prepped a batch of biscuit dough and prepared a few dried apple and flour puddings with brown sugar, cinnamon and nutmeg.. I sucked him eagerly, my hand working its magic at the base of his shaft as I jacked him into my mouth. He moaned and stiffened to full attention in my mouth. My pussy was beginning to throb for him. I felt myself becoming wetter and wetter at each suck of his cock. I needed him inside me. I slid my body up onto his chest and kissed his lips in a frenzy of lust. His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing and spanking. I moaned in anticipation of the pleasure that I was about to receive. His. “Prepare to get another pump of jizz, babe.” I grunted out as my sack tightened and jets of hot semen once again drained out of me and into their waiting cavern.“Oh God I love when you fill me with your cum.” Hailey said when it was all finished. Jasmin lay in a state of euphoric shock, and I was rubbing Hailey’s firm ass. “Let’s get cleaned up, together.” She suggested suddenly, this seamed to bring Jasmin closer to consciousness as she gave a slight “mmhm” of approval. We moved our mess of.