I rarely enjoyed the salty taste, but the thick texture of Nick's sperm was enough to intrigue me. More spurts easily traversed the 5 inch gap between...us as the semen piled up in the folds of my partially removed halter top. His yield was massive, and each shot was accompanied voluminous groan complimenting it's mass. All together fourteen loads were left dripping down my stomach many of them finding their way past the waist of my skirt and onto my panties. The sight of his achievement amazed. Suddenly Peter felt cold as if frozen fingers clutched his heart. His head dropped and he stared at the floor. What’ve I done? His thoughts raced over his times with Jennifer. He sank back into his chair and stared at the wall as if seeking an answer there. His mind was with Jennifer, Bet? What bet? For heaven’s sake what bet? Trying to sift through the haze of events to solve the riddle Peter thought of their times together. Oh, hell yes! That first night, Bob bet me I’d not get anywhere. He did the little pulls and then again with the pull almost all the way out then push in slowly hitting that spot again I came and came, between us soaking his and my stomach. I said I was sorry he said not to worry, continuing the same motion with us. About 5 minutes of this treatment by him I was hard again and feeling really awesome.We spent several hours of his tenderness; his touch was so different than anything I had ever felt! Once I said you’re fucking me so good, he lifted off a bit. “There is a shop off the main lobby where you can purchase a new blouse.” I said and handed her my credit card. “Sorry about the buttons. I’m sure you’ll find something you can wear until you get home. Meet me at the concierge; I need to see if they can help arrange a flight out.”I stepped from the elevator and crossed the lobby. I was the second person in line and was admiring the woman working the counter. She was rather attractive and wearing a very snug fitting skirt suit. My eyes wandered.