The first thick spew hit the back of her mouth, sloshing into her throat. Another, and another. Her mouth filled. She couldn’t suck it down fast eno...gh.There was too much, and it oozed out from around his cock, leaking down on his shoes, her knees, and the floor. Coughing and spluttering when he pulled out, she dipped her head, the thick globs on the floor and his feet clearly visible. Yet without question, the whore dropped to the floor and ate it up, then licked his shoes and her own knees. After a few minutes of that, Joe asked me to stop. I thought that was the end of our fun for the night. Before the disappointment could settle in though, he reached over and got a firm grip on my cock. What a sensation! I'd never had someone touch my cock before (ok not since actually hitting puberty anyway), and it felt great. Up to this point I thought jerking off was a good feeling. Now I knew that it paled in comparison to having someone else give you pleasure. He moved directly in front of. “Are you going to ejaculate?” Chrissy asked. Girls. What is the point of masturbating other than to climax? I just laughed and kept stroking my dick. I briefly stopped stroking my penis. “I want to see your tits.” I insistedMuch to my joy, Chrissy pulled up her shirt with no hesitation. She was wearing a shear bra and I could see her nipples through the translucent material. “No bra.” I insisted. Fulfilling my fantasy, Chrissy reached back and unhooked her bra and then pulled her bra and shirt. I was stunned to hear from her after all these years but I made contact and we messaged each other for a few weeks. I found out that her dad, having been made redundant, had set up his own business with his payout and was now worth millions. What a success! Andrea was married with two kids, aged ten and eight, but was going through a divorce and she’d moved in with her parents. No problem there — they had an eight-bedroom house topped off with a pool and hot tub. Oddly enough, it was the.