In no time I was again nude. He quickly undressed, revealing a middle-aged, smooth but stocky body and an average sized cock. He pushed me down onto t...e bed and had me lie back. He began sucking my big toe as he watched my facial response. I never realized that having one’s toe sucked could be so stimulating. I made me red hot with desire. I would have submitted to anything from him at this point. His kisses slowly moved up my legs and the insides of my thighs to my shaved balls. I spread wide. I heard their groans and felt two big, hard cocks begin pumping their hot loads of cum into me at the same time.I fucking loved this!That urgent, throbbing surge of orgasming cocks made me start to vibrate and I climaxed so intensely I wanted scream. Hard to do with a mouthful of squirting cock. I shook and trembled for several seconds, until I felt both cocks start to soften in me. I had to collapse onto the lounge chair.“Holy fuck!” I heard someone shout, and I realized it was me. I lay there. Truth is, I hate condoms. If I'm making love with another man, I want him to finish inside of me. On a primal level, he's not dominating me and using my purpose as a woman unless he has left his seed in me. There's that point right before a man cums that he cannot control.Once he's gone past the point of no return, his cum is coming out no matter what. I cum hard on a man's cock when he tells me he's going to cum. I need to know when he is going to cum. It tells me I've completed my task and. The first was an antique leather-bound journal with a worn strap holding its covers shut, the second was a heavy envelope with my name, Melissa Gordon, written on it in neat (if old-fashioned) cursive hand. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company watermark in the center of the page. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the accompanying diary to the nearest living heir of the doner..