His journey from San Diego had been problematic from the start. “First a broken down cab and now this…What does a guy need to do to get a break ro...nd here!?” It was a sentence which Lucas had felt to have made continually throughout his three-week stay in California. Working as a successful architect, Lucas Hackett had expected the Thornton Tower project to be as simple as those previous in his ever-growing portfolio. A succession of issues deriving from incorrect blueprints, electrical. So disappointedly, I turned back to go back to my class. She was standing right behind me, with her hands folded and was looking at me with an angry face.Ananya: Looks like you were searching for someone very seriously?I didn’t expect her to talk with me all of a sudden. So I was scared a little and started to stumble in my words.Me: Yes… No. I wasn’t searching for you. I mean…. Yes, I was searching for my friends. They asked to meet me up here, but I couldn’t find them.Ananya: Oh, really?. It smelled like heaven. She had cum very hard and her juices were mixed with Mike’s, and the sweat of their fucking created an intoxicating aroma. “Yes, you smell delicious,” I said. “Then you can start cleaning me since you like how I smell. I want you to lick all around the outside first, get that nice and clean, and then you can start sucking Mike's cum out of me.” She turned back to Mike and began kissing him again. I tentatively started to lap up the cum, my cock was dripping onto the bed.. As if in answer yet another big load of sperm-laden cream spurted into her mouth. Still, she swallowed and sucked, bringing her other hand up to his big, dangling balls. Gently squeezing and pulling on his gonads, she coaxed them to give up more of his life-filled syrup. Then as his cock exploded inside her mouth yet again, he knew he had to cum inside of her pussy. He had to go back to the place he had come from. He had to return to her womb. He had to be reborn again.Groaning, he struggled.