You throw your head back giggling, a bit of chocolate is nestled in the corner of your mouth. You sip a bit of champagne and a small trickle runs out ...he same corner past the brown treat and lights on the soft tanned breast below. You pick up your linen napkin but I am already there to help. I bend over and lick the sweet elixir of chocolate and champagne off the captivating mound of sensuous flesh before me. I am at once trapped as if caught is some unseen "force field" my nostrils are afire. Yes, there had been a membrane; I had a trace of blood on the head of my penis. When I woke, I turned to her and kissed her cheek. She woke halfway, and I said, "Miraculous, miraculous, miraculous." She opened her brown eyes and replied, "And so are you, my love." We fell asleep holding each other, and woke during the night to enjoy each other's bodies once again, until we joined in a wonderful long orgasm. On Sunday morning we did it again, and on Sunday afternoon. She wanted. Alison smiled as she watched him pour the milk half in and half out of the glass, spilling it clumsily on his thighs and the floor."Aww, shit!" Ohh, Paul, you're making a mess." Alison stepped closer, feeling her big, firm tits sway sexily under the terry robe. "Look at how you're trembling, Paul. What are you so excited about?" N... N... Nothing. Mrs. Ross." Paul," Alison said, in a softer voice. "Why are you staring at my body like that?"Paul gaped at her, his eyes opening wider as he. I was so hard now it was almost painful and I started to twitch the muscle at the base of my cock trying to make myself cum. Sarah must have seen it twitching and I felt her wet tongue gently lick the pre-cum off the head. She moved slightly to get the right angle then took what felt like my entire 7” length into her mouth. She pulled my cock out of her mouth slowly, sucking hard on it. As soon as it left her lips I began to orgasm, squirting her mouth and chin with cum. ‘Oh god, sorry!’ I.