James was sitting at his large desk as usual, but there was a strange look in his eye. Like he was panicking. He started to shoo me out of the room,...telling me now wasn’t a good time. I laughed and asked how could it not be a good time, and I just had this funny thing to share with him. As I walked towards his desk, I heard a bang coming from beneath it, and a whispered ouch, which was followed by a giggle. I literally felt the blood drain from my face as I marched round to the other side. Sturdy boots completed the costume. There's a belt pouch, a sheathed blade and a pack at my side. A few steps brought me to the side of the brook, where I beheld a rather wavy reflection of myself. Short dark brown hair, and green eyes--not a heartbreaker by any means, but more than sufficient for a human male. Probably somewhere between 25 to 30, 5'8" to 5'10", and drawing a complete blank with regards to weight. The body's in decent shape, though it clearly did not belong to an outdoorsman;. I banged my cock like a mad person, as I watched the horniest site imaginable, wad after wad of thick creamy spunk, shooting all over the place, as the two woman frigged and kissed, with the mum sucking and spitting milk into her friends open mouth and all the time the baby sucking away on her mummies large swollen nipple, with her head supported by her mummy and occassionally pushed a little harder into the huge breast. I don't think my cock went down at all after I had shot off, the site. He milked every drop from my cock until it dribbled and then started teasing the over-sensitive flesh of my head. Again he kept up his wicked ways on my dick, working his magic while I squirmed and whimpered and almost screamed, Jeff's cock still fucking my hungry mouth.I nearly passed out twice from lack of oxygen, and then - holy shit - my cock got hard again and before I knew it I was shooting a second load - as large as the first - that he this time spread across my face like icing. It.