Saying things like ‘I’m having my lunch right now and my mouth’s full.’ I could just visualise the look on her friend’s face. After all the ...mpromptu confessions I started to wonder whether she intended to spill all the details or not. I’d like to think she couldn’t wait to tell me but something is niggling in the back of my head as to why she waited so long? I have to admit that she is one hell of a naughty woman, dying to get laid and ready to implicate anyone else into her schemes for sexual. .want music while I jerk you”“Oh Dannny boy…”SLAP“That Irish..what kind of black man are you….sing sweet chariot”“Swing Low…(crys) sweet chariot..coming for to carry me home”“LOUDER” She said nibbling on his neck“Swing low…sweet chariot….coming forward to carry me Home!!!”She laughed and continued kissing him neck as he sung. He felt like he was about to cum. This time she let him. He had to most intense orgasm of his life, but it didn’t stop. Soon another shot of cum shot out of him, then. “Do we have some plans for the weekend or are we just going to sit around the cabin for two days?” Tommy asked.Blake replied, “Well, it’ll be walking distance to the lake so we could go swimming. It should still be warm enough that time of year. And we could go hiking. It’s a pretty deserted area and fun for exploring. Also, New Braunfels is having it’s annual Wurstfest – plenty of German beer, sausages and oompah bands – great fun.”While Blake was saying all that, Charlene stretched out on the. ”We both looked at the stream of liquid that was now soaking slowly into the meeting room carpet.“I don’t think it leaves much of a stain,” mused Caitlin, “though I usually just take the sheets off and put them straight in the wash, and wipe down the wall if it goes that far.”We both began to get dressed again, pulling up our skirts and putting our bras and blouses back on. We were only just in time as it turned out, as suddenly there was a rattle on the door, and we heard a voice.