"So what happened to the two of you?" Sue Ann asked, ever the diligent reporter."Heather sucked him off," Kristy said. "I would have, but she beat me ...o his dick. The other guy filmed it all."Kristy kept going; she was on a roll, playing back her memory of the event."After a while, he told Heather to put his dick in me." Who was it asked this?" Sue Ann asked."Pruett. Who else?" Heather replied matter-of-factly."Hey, wait!" Heather exclaimed. "Before I gave him head and all, he had us go down on. The view of Tim’s contracting muscles, shooting all that delicious cum into his wife’s pussy was mesmerizing, and as Tim’s cock softened Eric started cleanup duty, lapping up every drop of Tim’s jizz as it flowed freely onto his face, then probing more deeply into Shelly’s frosted cunt to get the rest after Tim had slipped out. It seemed almost as though Tim had shot more jizz this time than the last; it kept flowing and flowing, big clotty strings refusing to detach from the lips of her pussy. She was so horny already that it didn’t take her too long before she brought herself to a small orgasm. Her release was quite minor and only sufficed to pique her appetite, and calm her high strung body a little; it however did very little to sate her desperate hunger for the hardness of a live cock. By the time they landed at the airport, Andrew had kissed her and told her she would be driven to the hotel where she would naturally occupy the Presidential suite and have all the creature comfort. Before Alfred went in he showed me his business card; Jake's finest product. He had added an old-fashioned printing plant to his set-up and thrived on projects like this. With their heavy white stock, elegant typeface, and crisp printing they would impress royalty."Alfred, everything is perfect. Just act sufficiently arrogant and use the Heavy Matter well. However long it takes, I shall wait for you in that pub over there!"I had to wait for almost two hours. To pacify publican and waitress.