She was struck by the difference in taste between this one and Ben's and realized that a whole new world of cocks was opening up to her. Each one must...taste different! She wanted to feel them all cumming again, all giving her the most potent tribute a man can give a woman, their fresh young sperm! Her body had thirsted for it for so long, and now she could be drenched with it, filled to the brim.Thighs quivering, hips and loins rolling and gyrating, naked breasts shaking, head wagging, Helen. I had to taste her one last time before the night was doneI went down on that juicy pussy trying to slurp up every ounce left of that sweet cumShe moaned….trying to beg me to stop…. trying to say that she couldn’t take it anymore… The frequent moans gave me enough indication to keep it cuminFor my finale, I decided to focus on her clit again…. Really hoping to make her squirt again….I spread the upper part of her pussy lips apart so her sensitive clit protrudes out to meI suck on it gently a. Chantelle negotiated her way through the crowd while dragging me along behind her. Of course everyone was parting before her, which gave me a last opportunity to scan the crowd as we were leaving.Then I saw her.It was Annie. From the office. She was turned sideways and didn't see me. I was certain it was her. She looked different. Her blonde hair was up in spikes. She had her arms around a guy who seemed to be talking into her ear. He was tall but bent over, and I couldn't see his face.I wanted. My thoughts slowly drifted back from Caryn to listen to the end of another of Brad's stories of conquest. I was sitting there trying to think of an excuse to leave when Brad handed me another beer and said, "Now to get down to business. I guess you're wondering why I asked you to come over here. Well here it is... The other day at work a friend of mine asked if Caryn and I would be interested in going to a swingers party at his house in Rolling Meadows tomorrow night. I of course was very.