It happens. I feel my cock spasm hard within the grip of my fist. I feel my orgasm, and I look down to see how my cum will emerge for the camera. I ca... remember being in my late teens and twenties and masturbating, and shooting my cum some distance, but not like in some stories and in some porn I have seen. Not a cannon shot that can hit the walls halfway across the room, and not a load so large that it could drown a small domestic animal either. Face it. I’m almost 48. I’m lucky that I have. " Hearing that andseeing how tickled my wife was by the idea of him doing it to me, I brokedown and cried. They gave each other a deep kiss.Tyana told me to get her a glass of chardonnay and to bring fresh beer forJack and refill her glass as needed. She also gave instructions for whento bring the rest of the snacks. Then Jack produced a set of ear buds andtold me to put them in. I got them into my ears and he used a remote toturn them on. Suddenly I was hearing white noise. The. She opens her mouth wide and eagerly takes my head as I shoot my load of cum down her throat, she swallows most but some escape her lips and runs down to her chin. We lay together for a few minutes, until she has to leave, back to you.” I waited until I got home, anger, disbelief but fucking horny too! Horny and wonderment is taking over the anger. This F-Man peeked my curiosity and my emotions. I paced around our house. It was getting late and I needed to write him, I needed more, I was still. "Anyway I'm here for business." Business, eh?" Eunice said with scorn. "If all you and your cock-hungry mates can afford is twenty-eight tabs, that's not what I call fucking business. And if you want any more you're going to have to pay upfront. I'm not a fucking charity. And I'm not a fucking bank. Discounts don't start till you hit the quarter-weight or the ton. And you pissy cocksuckers are just going to have to pay full whack till then." But I sort of thought, Eunice..." You fucking thought.