I got her coffee mug from the kitchen. I kept stroking my cock, now with a purpose to what to do with my load. I kept watching and stroking, my cock h...rder than usual. I was excited, one for the possibility of being caught masturbating in the living room to porn but, two, the idea of my woman drinking my cum in her coffee. I reached the point-of-no-return, and grabbed the mug and shot my load into it. Wow, it was a bigger load than usual, she was going to be surprised. As I came, I thought of. Tears came to her eyes again. My growls gave way to grunts as I push my hips forward again. I'm pushing deeper as her pussy stretches. Marci reaches up and pushes against my belly wanting me out of her and I complied until I'm almost out. She tries to push me the rest of the way out, I grab her hands pinning them at her side. With a laugh I thrust back into her. Deeper this time. Marci screams again as my cock hit places never before touched. I held her hands down so she couldn't stop me from. Ben was very aroused; I could tell by the girth of his cock, and the beads of sweat on his temple. I placed the vibrators on the bed, and went over to where he was standing. I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. Then I bent down, taking off his pants, then his boxers. I knelt with my mouth an inch away from his cock and looked up at him. He was watching me, breathing heavily. “Um, are you sure?” he questioned, reluctantly. “I mean, what about Robb?” I wasn’t sure how much Robb had told. “It’s what you do when you love someone,” he explained.“Do you love me?” she smirked.He attacked her with kisses and tickles. Her giggling became laughter, and her wriggling finally let her escape.“You do love me then?” she asked as she caught her breathe.“I do.”“Me too,” she said and came up bravely to him and kissed his lips.“Uncle Joe,” said Charlie giggling. “You kiss me too?”Joe did, and tickled him. More giggles until Joe stopped.On their way back to the house, Cheryl and Joe discussed.