I couldn’t last much longer! Turning loose of her hair I pulled my cock from her mouth with a wet pop and began stroking it fast. My bride lightly...raked my nut sack with the tips of her nails while giving me the hungriest look I have ever seen in her face. She moaned out “That’s it! Pump your cum out of that big dick and shoot it down my throat! Cover my face, baby!” and stuck her tongue out for me to coat. Aiming as best I could while trying not to fall, (my legs were literally failing. Maybe, this was a mistake. Definitely think I needed a drink…. I had only been sitting for a few minutes when the door swung open and John proudly strutted through. After he grabbed a drink, we sat down and chatted for a while. Not too much longer he got a text from one our co-workers which said that they were still finishing a deadline and that they said that it would be a while before they made it over. So, for now, it was just John and me. A few drinks later… Wow, the alcohol was going. We gave them. She marked us off on a list and handed us folders. “Maps of Hunter and schedules,” she explained.“Thanks,” I said.“I think you’ll enjoy this,” she said with a smile.“I think I will too,” I returned.A large round table with several wooden seats filled most of the room. Several of the seats had bags in front on the table. Few seats were actually occupied. A man in his late thirties, slim and fey looking, and a voluptuous dark haired woman in her fifties, a charismatic beauty. Trish's whole body is convulsing, shaking, spasming, then her pussy lets go, pushing a mass of her love juice into Vix face and mouth. Trish's incoherent squeals and moans and groans continue as Vix stops moving her fingers now, but leaves them inside, loving the feeling of Trish's muscles clamping down on them in irregular little spasms. Vix licks all around Trish's pussy, tasting her cum as Trish tries to catch her breath, shaking each time Vix tongue touches her. Vix gives the finger inside.