Those thoughts were the driving f***e behind many sessions of self satisfaction taking care of my drive for cumming as much as possible. A couple of ...ears later Diane invited me to a party at her and her husbands house one weekend. It was a good party, several of her friends and some couples. There was lots of alcohol and music and flirtation going on. Diane introduced me to her cousin Paula, the same one who had the house where Diane and I used to get together for some hot oral sex while she. "She pulled off the cap and twisted it causing a bright red lipstick toemerge. I tried to pull away, I didn't want to wear lipstick, especiallynot one named Eager. Should that really have bothered me more than thefact that Her cock was inches from my face, probably not; but it did."Ah, ah, ah," she scolded. "Keep still, I don't want to make a mess allover your face. At least not yet," she added with a chuckle.Camille opened her mouth, clearly demonstrating what she wanted me to do;I. Cum gushed into my mouth, like never before. It was almost like she was ejaculating. It was so sweet, yet thick and hot. Not like her usual cream. She held my head in place, like it was in a vise. This was wild. When she was done, she said, "That was awesome."She left to take her shower and me to say good bye for her.I had never seen her cum with such quantity or intensity before. Best of all, she tasted delicious. I was thinking about this, when I opened the bedroom door. I was greeted with a. “I know you see with every part of your body,” she whispered, “and I promised I’d show you mine.” She stepped back away from me and watched while I turned to the canvas, dipped my brush, and attacked.Her wail when I stepped back was joined by others in the room. Some in pain and some in anger and some just in frustration. There he was.Dead.Granddad knocked softly on the door but when no one answered, he stepped into the room.“Are you okay?” he whispered.We were all clutched together, collapsed.