"Oh my gawd ... it's true," she finally mumbled. "He has been banana split sperming us!"I didn't answer. Instead I bent over and pulled a plastic cont...iner from my purse."What is it?" she asked as I removed its cover."Creme Brulee," I answered as I stuck a plastic spoon into the caramel colored treat."Your father made it?" Nikki had a horrified look on her face. I nodded."What's in it?" she asked as she watched the spoon as it approached her lips."Open wide," I lured, then licked my. "That's very interesting, does he work for a newspaper?"Apparently he didn't, and after a few minutes with me spent making a tactical withdrawal, discovering in the process that it wasn't one of her favourite organisations either, disorganisation more like, and that she only wore the thing because her son had given it to her, she left. But I felt that I had made a mark, and the lady seemed to display some interest.Now I know what some of you younger fellows are thinking, hells teeth mid. Bob must have liked this as he barely moved as I milked and came and squirted for what seemed like a long time. I then started sliding back and forwards on Bob's cock, knowing the involuntary muscle spasms were done for me. It was now time for Bob's spasms to begin.I slid back and forth for a bit when I felt the grip on my shoulders released and move to my waist line.He had an iron grip and stopped me from moving almost completely. He was now thrusting harder and harder until I heard the lowest. I laid there for a while recalling certain details, and then I got up, and as quietly as I could, so that I didn't wake Mara, I made my way in the dimness of the hotel room to the restroom. I went in, and then closed the door quietly behind me.My cock, and though quite small, was poking up and outward against the fabric of my baggy undershorts. I pulled the elastic waistband down far enough to let my cock spring out into the open air. I silently began stroking it. Up, and then down, up, and.