God I love a woman who keeps sucking through an orgasm. After I finished cumming, Amy continued sucking me gently as my pecker went soft. She released...me then came up and lay next to me. “I love your cock” She said. “It is very long, hard and smooth and your cum tastes great.” Then she kissed me on the mouth and I could faintly taste my salty semen. “I’d love to return the favor.” I said as I gently stroked her labia. “Well, if you insist.” Amy replied. She sat up and threw a leg over me as she. Then her head sank on my shoulder, the gathered sperm of months gushed from my crest so profusely that I seemed completely transferred with waves of rapture into the beautiful Indian girl. Her sighs of pleasure were not only echoed by my own, but by those of all the ladies gathered around us in sympathy. They gently lowered us from this sustaining embrace to a pile of cushions. As they did so, with hardly any aid on our part, my diminished shaft was drawn out of Maya and, with it, some of my. My ass was still wide or I might have been even smaller. Of course my top was still small but even so the sweaters were a size 10 so that they wouldn't be sexpot tight.There was no need to call Martin, since I had to go back to the house to change before we visiting Haymarket. With that in mind I drove straight home. We had time to get to Haymarket before the town shut down for the night. I didn't like that I felt a little shaky about calling Marshal Hall of the GBI. I can always call him later. I jumped up from my seat and took her in my arms. As I hugged her I whispered did you fuck him? She said no, I felt a touch of sadness then she said he fucked me. Oh baby I said is your pussy wet? She said it's ruined , I can feel his stuff running out of me. I glanced around then I cupped her pussy through her shorts. I could feel the wetness so I led her away to a dark place and slid my hand inside her little shorts. I was easily able to slip three fingers up into her nasty gash. I grabbed.