But he must have seen my big beaming smile because he just closed his eyes and sighed again, longer and satisfyingly. I couldn’t help but be fascina...ed by his golden shower. It started washing away all the cum off his body. I was still holding his shaft, steering, guiding the stream. I let it pour out onto him, actually quite forceful now, splashing up near his chin, which he had reared up and away. It was soaking his chest fur and was steaming like a pot of boiling water in the cool morning. "Now clean up this mess." He gestured to the side of the table.Sandra lifted her head and looked over to see Evan had unloaded his own cum all over the table. He stood there, in shock, with is cock still in his hand.Without a word she flipped onto her stomach and rotated herself on the table. Sandra slid forward on all fours. Arching her back she raised her ass high and feet into the air as she lowered her lips to the pool of sperm. Sandra tasted the sticky fluid as she sucked it from the. His breathing got shallow and fast, panting. He seemed to be going into convulsions. I kept it up but asked him how he was feeling. He was non-responsive, unable to even talk. I really wanted to keep going but I was also worried about him, that I might be doing damage and would be in a boatload of trouble for it! I slowed down and was about to stop to check his vitals when hands joined mine to keep me going. Such a relief. I increased my speed. When it got too much for him, he would slow my. The cat she had carried was gray. Maybe she’d acquired another cat. Maybe she was only cat-sitting the gray one. Who knew? I switched the radio back on to mull things over. My mouth was dry from all the cigarettes so I didn’t light another. Should I knock on the door of the house with the avocado tree? Good afternoon, sir, I’m selling subscriptions to The Times, do you take the paper? I sat there undecided when another car turned into the driveway of the house. A big white Cad. A woman emerged.