"I placed my hands on her hair ready to push her back. As I tried to push her away she resisted and carried on. I couldn't hold back any more and I ca...e in fast spurts into her mouth. She moved back and allowed some of my semen to land on her chin and chest.I was trying to catch my breath as Jill leaned back. "I don't mind you coming in my mouth," she said. She wiped my cum off her chin with her soiled t-shirt."It's okay, I don't mind where it landed, I have a new washing machine now, I can. He knew it too, leering at me, devouring me with his pretty blue eyes, shamelessly inspecting my body for how he would take pleasure from my lush curves and pouting lips and all the rest. I wasted now time in walking around the table to inspect his head, lifting the seemingly grapefruit sized knob in a palm and leaning low to slap my tongue over his bursting helmet, tasting his glans like a cone of cock-flavored ice cream. My wet pink mouth-muscle wandered all around and then stabbed into the. It would be a cut-throat competition -- too many outstretched hands reaching out for too-few and too-small increments of cash.This was going to be her first opening round since we'd become lovers. It wasn't clear to me whether, under the circumstances, Tournament Eve would be an appropriate night for me to think about Getting Laid.Tess wasn't timid though. One of the things I loved about this girl -- one of the many things -- was that she always tried to make sure a person knew where he stood.. Now and again the heat would get the better of me and I’d bite, hard, a mock-growl rumbling in my throat.My pussy was drenched, leaking my juices all over his groin. He mauled my tits with his big hands, twisting my hard nipples like he was trying to tune in to Saturn. My mouth met his again, an impatient whine coming from deep in my chest. I wrapped one hand around his cock, the other cupping his balls, squeezing and pulling almost too roughly. He was hard as a redwood.I found my voice as he.