She fixed me a bowl of cereal and fed me. Then it was time for sex again. She pushed her pussy in my face and let me lick it until I got hard, then sh... bent over the kitchen table, helped me get it into her, and then she let me do all of the work. I liked it better but I cum much quicker. I think that was the whole purpose. That entry read, “Nine-oh-three he cum in my pussy again. We were in the kitchen, I was bent over the table, and he fucked me from behind.” She didn’t bother to clean me up. "My God," I told her. "I'm ready to cum, Jan. Let me pull out." She shook her head no and intensified her assault on my throbbing pecker. I couldn't hold out any longer and I grunted as the orgasm approached. Finally I came, thick jets of hot, sticky cum filling her mouth. It was so much that she couldn't hold it all in, as semen leaked out of the corners of her mouth and ran down the shaft, onto her hands. I was paralyzed momentarily as the force of my orgasm felt like an electric current ran. Carl asked, "What the hell are you guys doing?"I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t face Carl, but Peter said, "Its ok. We’re just having a little fun."Carl came toward me and pulled his cock out. I jerked him off at first. After a few minutes of playing with his cock and balls Carl invited me to lick it. I did and then I just put it in my mouth and sucked it. I gagged a little but couldn’t believe how good a cock felt in my mouth. I spent at least a fifteen minutes of non-stop sucking. I. My aunt laughed, of course. A teddy bear with a man's equipment, how humorous.I groaned and shielded my eyes from the unrelenting rays. My other hand subconsciously went to my penis, which was sore in need. It felt so good to hold it that I carried on and stroked it lazily, groaning as I did so. I knew I should stop; I would get no thanks for soiling sheets, but I also knew that I was alone, which was rare, and it felt so good, like I hadn't pleasured myself for a long time. Soon enough I.