I'd like you all to welcome, Sir Geoffrey."The girls clapped politely as a man came into the room with an almost embarrassed look on his face. Sir Geo...frey was thin, tall and wearing steel rimmed glasses with blued lenses. Liz guessed that he was in his mid-fifties, perhaps. His hair was grey but there was still plenty of it – he wore it long, pulled back into a pony tail. His skin had the tanned, weather beaten, look of someone that had spent much of their working life out-doors but the care. I could feel his body quivering and heard his harsh breathing before he suddenly rammed his cock all the way down my throat and there was nothing I can do but swallow the gallons of cum which spurted into my mouth. I don't know when he'd come last but he just went on and on and because I could not swallow it all a lot of it leaked out of the side of my mouth and dribbled down my face to splatter down against my body and breasts.I thought that at times I was going to suffocate and I had to push. In fact, they have been sharingthem with a group of friends at the University. This isn'tjust any group of friends-they are a sort of club thatengages in mate-swapping and group sex. There are twelve ofthem all together, all couples. So they have taken toreading my stories out loud at the beginning of theirgatherings as a way to get into the "swing" of things (nopun intended). According to Tim, who is the fellow whoemailed me, my stories have had quite an effect on thegroup. Apparently, things. Fusce semper metus ut varius m*****ie. Curabitur in purus ut enim pulvinar luctus. Mauris varius risus eget sodales malesuada. Integer dignissim enim vel rutrum euismod. Maecenas viverra, tellus in finibus tempor, orci lorem laoreet libero, nec porta lectus risus eu lectus. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit.Quisque ac ex purus. Pellentesque non turpis leo. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in faucibus orci luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia.