I slowly began to feel him soften inside me and slide out, whilst our breathing was still heavy and our bodies sweaty against one another. He rolled o...er, removing the condom and started to recover on the bed next to me. I lay motionless for a time, breathing heavily, feeling my body stop spasming and begin to relax. I leaned over and kissed him, telling him how amazing I felt. I worked my way down his neck and chest, kissing gently. By the time I reached his cock, I could tell he might be. ..." And at that moment, she lost control and could not hold it any longer. It began as a trickle, then became a full stream shooting out from the pink folds. The stream hit me directly on the tongue at first, and I opened my mouth to catch as much as I could, but before I knew it her flood had filled me full. I tried to close my mouth or maybe turn away, but she grabbed my head between her hands and held it in place, directly in the path of her flow. I was helpless but to submit to it. She was. I opened the room door and Jessica was there with a tray. It looked like quiche and a half bottle of white wine. "Our compliments", she said then I noticed she was looking down and that my cock was still at full attention and gaping out of the gown. "Oh, sorry", I replied, "I was in the shower". "No problem," she smiled, "Looks like a nice cock to me. Shall I put this on the table? I see you are still showering. Sorry for interrupting". "Yes fine, on the coffee table is great. Thank you",. “Well hun, it's ok—I know it's just basically you b o y s out here—looks like everyone else has left, except for just a few”. “Ya, we decided it would be too miserable packing all this stuff up in the rain, so I paid up till Sunday. It's sposed to quit by then”. I was still a bit nervous with Mrs. Abernathy seeing us all nekk**—hope she didn't think we were like that all the times—bunch of b o y s running around the woods nekk**, like Lord of the Flies or something. “So—where's Mr. Abernathy”?.