Begging for the most intense release of my life. FUUCCCKKKK!!!! I eventually shrieked. My pussy came to life and began to convulse around my lovers to...gue. But Candy was not about to let a little seizing keep her from tongue fucking wave after wave of cum out of me. The hot nectar shot out of me with such force that I feared she would choke. But Candy was a strong woman and continued pleasuring me as she swallowed my hot orgasmilk. I lost all track of time. I have no idea if it took a second or. So I ask her "what..." She grabs my thick pulsating throbbing cock and starts to rub it. "Now do you know what I want?" She gets on one knee and starts sucking me as hard as she can then pulls my waist to her and tells me to "moan bitch, I want your seed in the back of my fucking throat, ALL OF IT!" Now, this bitch is totally fucking crazy, so I'm gonna listen to her. So, I keep my mouth shut to not piss her off. That only makes her deep throat me and pisses her off. The kind of shit I like. So. "If I never hear another woman scream like Mary Magill did again it will be fine with me." What happened?" Kim asked."You remember the reporter that Merle spitted live on camera? Well, our friend Mary was selected and was graded as parts. She was too vain and wanted to be spitted. Merle said that he couldn't do it, claiming his reputation for his foodstuff would suffer. So Mary and George hired a licensed butcher to come over and spit her at a party and then serve her in a Backyard Bar-B-Que.". At the ages we were, he was just too small, too young to be of much interest. Any way he was somewhat a pest and a bit of a nerd at the time.Today, I'm sixty-one and he's still the same five years younger at fifty-six.I had lived in Europe for much of my adult life, mostly France and Germany, and when my husband died, I really felt the pull of home and decided to move back to the States.So, as my goods were being shipped back over, I went to visit Neal who had also lost his spouse three years.