I felt some cum ooze out over them and I threw my head back in a throaty moan. I curled my fingers up against my G-spot and pushed against my clit wit... my palm. I damn near came straight away but with some deep breaths and holding my hand as still as possible I managed to hold it at bay for a little longer. I wanted to cum so bad but I was loving the slow torture of denying myself an orgasm too. Without being particularly conscious of it I began squeezing and pulling on my right nipple with my. She dropped her hands, relaxed her throat somehow and took me all the way in until her face was pressed against my groin, I had no idea how she did that, She took all I gave her and then I came. It was earth shattering for me as I exploded in her mouth. She never flinched as she took my cum. She waited until I was done and then she spit it out onto the shower floor.As she stood up, she looked in my eyes with a plaintive look trying to determine if she had done it properly and pleased me. I let. Interesting, to say the least. Thank you for inviting me." "Ken! So soon? I did want to talk with you after my guests leave. Won't you stay a bit longer? You're feeling uncomfortable now, aren't you? Did that last one give you a hard on? I know I got one." Then she laughed. "All right I'll stay then, if you wish," I replied. Damned if she didn't kiss me. She wound her arms around my neck and slipped her thigh in between my legs to rub against my semi-hard cock. "Thank you, Ken. Hhmmm. See you. Before she could disconnect, an unknown voice asked hesitantly,"Is that you, Babe? I am so fucking horny I just got to see you. Please come over and do that thing you like to do. I promise to be good this time."To say Sandra was perplexed is an understatement. She did not recognize the voice. The last time she had gotten laid was like before Christmas and nobody had ever called her "Babe". All she could think of was the slutty little pig in the movies and she was not amused by the comparison."I.