..get out...of my ...head," he panted. "I'm so...hot...for...you.. He felt my hard nipples and sucked them hungry into his mouth. He placed his ere...t cock in between my breasts and within several minutes he was squirting his load all over my breasts. I was gasping for breath, but realized that we both were sexualy tightly wound springs, and one orgasm, no matter how powerful,was going to release all the tension. "Hon...let's finish...this at...home. I....need a...breather." I was done. She caught her sisters attention through the reflection and motioned with her head for Katie to enter the bedroom.Katie did.Brians' eyes were still closed so he did not see Katie silently approach the side of the bed. Lauren whispered to her sister, "Suck him when I get up off his cock. OK sis?"Brian started to open his eyes but before he was able to ask Lauren what he thought he had heard her say she leaned over and kissed him, cupping his face in her hands so that he had no peripheral vision. She started to fondle my genitals over the soft nylon and she asked if I liked; I managed to say yes... - "Very good" - she said - "You will like this even more" - She pulled down a bit the front of my shorts and exposed my member over the top, gathering the elastic waist of the shorts behind my perineum... with one of her hands cupping my balls she started to stroke the shaft.Something that I had tried before, which certainly never caused the same sensations, but I was always reluctant of. George is a treasure, it would be a shame to lose him to the ravages of time. I’ll write you a check right now, let me get my pen.’ ‘Please, take mine.’ ‘Thanks, Father. £5000, to be used for St. George and the rest of the heavenly band. Here you go.’ ‘Thanks Colonel.’ The bangers and mash were astounding. The next evening saw me in the drawing room of Harold Caldwell at the billiard table. Caldwell is an investment banker and futures trader. He is a five feet seven, in his mid fifties, very.