Thanks.’ Gemma walked over to the mirror and composed herself. … Back in the kitchen, she brought out some pastries that she had collected from t...e patisserie on the high street. As she made her way out, she noticed that Sophie was looking at her with disdain. Gemma smiled at her and offered her the plate of pastries. She pointed at the dark chocolate tart. ‘You might want to watch out… that one’s a little bitter.’ Gemma said, wryly. Ryan grinned at her and pushed his hands into his pockets.. My own little prick was hard and throbbing and all of a sudden I began to spurt jets of hot semen, prostata-secretion and pee on my abdomen. When he saw this he let go too. Sweating and grunting he came, filling my bowels with his hot cum.We lay side by side on his big bed until he finally got up and under the shower, where I joined him.“You liked it ?!” he asked me in broken german. I nodded yes. “Wanna come back tomorrow ?” again I nodded yes.The next day I went to that cottage again, naked. Soon gurgling noises began coming from Shama’s throat as the saliva built up in her, and Ali began to thrust faster. It was incredible watching Ali, tall and brown, fucking the face of my wife. Soon, I could tell Ali was close to cuming.He said, “Yeah, swallow it, swallow my entire cock,”And pulled her face further upon him, so that her face was pressed against his lower abdomen on his thrusts. Finally he pulled out and pointed his prick at Shama’s face. A huge shower of white semen sprayed. The fabric was a sort of soft velveteen and had been specially treated to resist stains. Which was good, since we ate there a lot in front of the TV. I was not too messy a 'Munchkin' as mom called me, since I was always feeding my face. But once in awhile I did dribble some soda or something, but it never stained the sofa. We loved that great soft seat. It had one long wide cushion which made it comfortable for napping. The broad arms were well padded, the back in three sections wasn't.