He spurts repeatedly, and I count about eight of them. His cum puddles onto the tissue. It's a good-sized load and I keep stroking and squeezing, drai...ing him. As his cock gradually diminishes, I reluctantly release my grip.His face is beet red again. Is it embarrassment or from holding his breath before ejaculation? Whatever, he says, "You won't tell anyone about this will you? I could get fired."I chuckle and say, "Hell no. As you know, I'm married. I also count on your discretion." "Thanks.". "So I'm waiting at the edge of the D for the ball to come in, and she steps across me and tried to jab my boob with the butt of her stick." Ah... wrong one?" You should have seen the look on her face!" Elspeth's giggle burst out into full laughter. "She just stood there, smiling, then turned as the ball came through and left her stunned." It was a picture... the team have christened me Irontit now." Do they know?" Shawna asked, and she took her head. "Are you going to be able to keep it a. I wanted to return the favor.I dropped to my knees between his legs. He knew what this meant and started protesting. "We can't. We shouldn't." He mummer. I ignored him. After what he did to me, I wasn't going to stop. I unzipped his shorts and pulled them and his underwear down to the floor. His cock sprang out at attention. Like it was ready for duty. He left out a sigh of relief. It was so big in my hand. I stroked it up and down just like I had other guys before. Just because he was bigger. A gorgeous, warm summer evening would be perfect. I could wear a pretty beach dress, without a thong on, so that when we got chance you could have easy access to my velvety pussy lips, and slip your fingers inside me. The woods would be quiet and apart from the rustle of arran grass and the lapping of the sea, it would be so peaceful. We could walk through the woods and hold hands, stopping and kissing and finding somewhere we can be more passionate and intimate. It’s this slow build up that we.