“Please! I just want to see what it’s like.”“See what what’s like?”“You know. Your ... stuff. When it comes out.”Dude, she doesn’t w...nt to see your cock. She wants to watch you blow your load.I swallowed hard. “You want to see where cum comes from?”I was doing okay resisting her and then she giggled, smiling. “Cum comes from. Get it?”Looking at her sparkling eyes and shining smile, my resolve melted away.“Oh, crap,” I muttered. “I’m definitely going to hell for this.”We both got up and faced. ’ ‘Ha, I’m not much interested in sex these days,’ said the retired pianist who’d turn sixty at the end of the year. ‘Take me back. Let’s see, it’s Day One of the voyage on the QE2 and we’re heading for Southampton… * * * Gwen thought the captain could have asked her before dumping the bumptious Australian on to her, quite forgetting she’d originally invited Randall Jones to her table. She’d said she was pleased to meet him formerly but as soon as the captain left she ignored Mr Jones, speaking. She moaned and bit on the padding. I made long, slow stokes in and out of her pussy enjoying every bit of this exquisite moment. I looked up at Don and he was obviously enjoying the moment also. Helen was right next to him and her shoulder was rubbing on his side. She had her face turned toward him and his grin was big and wide. Helen then reached up to him, pulled him to her and planted a big wet kiss on his mouth. One of her hands dropped down and started rubbing the bulge in his pants. . Candi asked as she motioned for us to vacant the bathroom.“We have a tri-school match at home. We play Lucas at three and then we play Banting after the Vikings and Broncos play ... so it will be sometime around five, five-thirty for our second match,” Lisa quickly replied.“Are you going to go to her games, Candi?” Lynette asked as we headed back to the master bedroom.“I’m going to do my best to get there on Wednesday. I might not make the first game because I have some follow-up appointments.