“Live with me, there’s a spare room.” He offered. “It will be a lot of hours though. I’m not a 9 to 5 man. When it’s done, go on to San Fr...ncisco with better preparation and more savings.”We beat the traffic and Henry. I opened the shop, took my bag, and locked the door again as we left, dropping my key in through the mail slot.We got to work right away; we went to an office supply store and Ron bought the latest IBM electric typewriter for me, big bucks in those days.We worked; he talked, I. Judy left the bed and was helping the husband to undo his trousers and release his cock she grasped it and pumped it so hard he was holding on to her for support as he watched his wife sucking and wanking a stranger, she showed no signs of letting up and I guessed she wanted me to cum in her mouth, I was too far gone to stop myself cumming and started to pump spurt after spurt into her mouth still she did not stop stroking my cock determined to empty my balls into her mouth I don’t think I had. " You sound so positive and I'm delighted every day that you're home."She laughed. "Well, home is one of those issues that we have to discuss in depth. I don't know where I am." I can't stand the thought of your leaving."I knew her tears were flowing and I kissed them away. She waited a minute and said softly, "I don't know where I'm going or what I'm going to do. I thought I'd have time at the convent to make a plan, but they so used up the days that I had neither the time nor the computer. Our hard cocks would come out and we’d stroke ourselves while lying side-by-side on the bed or sitting next to each other on the couch. We’d talk about what we’d like to do to this or that girl and at the same time, slowly build up our pace while watching each other jack off. It always reached a point where one of us would ask the other if they wanted to suck and we always wanted to. However, I also remember that for a long time, after sucking each other's dicks, we’d finish each other off by.