When he has to release his load, he'll feel different.'His hands came down to my head, and he slowly started rubbing the top of it. He had to lean ont... the dresser and prep himself. I could see it all over his face again, he loved it, but he kept fighting with himself though.He moved a little hair out of my eyes. "Oh, dear little sister, I don't know what to say, but I love you. I guess you don't need blow job lessons; you are making me feel awesome without even trying now."I smiled as much as. I waited until around midnight when I figured all of my neighbors would be in bed, or at least not watching what was happening outside. Both of my sons were out for the night so I would have the house to myself. I drank two or three glasses of wine to calm my nerves. I stripped off all of my clothes and walked to the front door. I was quite nervous thinking about what I was about to do, in my own neighborhood even, but also had a little buzz going from the wine. It was now or never. I opened. I could clearly visualize her nude body.I imagined doing all kinds of things to that body and finally invading her cunt with my cock and pumping vigorously. I came explosively that night with my semen landing way above my head on the head stead of my bed and splattering it repeatedly.I must have spurted 10-12 times with the same force, and it was exhilarating, seeing the long thick milky strings of rich semen flying over my face to hit behind my head. My cock twitched like a large fish that was. As the waves of your pleasure ripple through you, you become quiet as though you lost your voice, as you can feel me in your essence driving you over the waves. You look down at me and with that knowing look that we share I lift myself over you and though we have different moods you know that me being over you is the greatest gift that you can give, as you guide me into you, you feel the wetness, slickness of my excitement. And at your entrance I stop savoring the moment, as though it was the.