I was routinely shooting almost one third cup, and sometimes when I couldn’t jerk off for a day or two, I shot almost a half-cup.It was fun dating g...rls in college, and while all of them enjoyed my big cock, some of them were turned off by my big loads. I refused to wear condoms when fucking, and my loads would get very messy. A few girls even liked sucking me off and swallowing the loads, but most couldn’t handle it. I met Janice, the girl who become my wife, in college and she loved both. Mark is rubbing his cock across my lips and smiling down at me. "Is this what you want Anna?" he asks. I try to get my mouth back on his cock as I feel Heather increasing the pressure on my nipples. Mark pulls his cock away and then slaps me playfully around my mouth with it. "Tell me what you want Anna. I need to hear it." "I want your cock back in my mouth. I want to make it even wetter and messier and then I want you to fuck me with it, dripping wet from my mouth." I answer him. Where did. I was amazed that no one else at the party had noticed us in the corner, but they all continued with their dancing and drinking. Katherine was kissing my neck as her fingers worked furiously between my legs. My hips thrust forward as I came. The wetness was dripping from my pussy and running down her wrist. ‘Oh my God,’ I breathed as the last of the tremors subsided, my body trembled and she held me close. ‘Oh Katherine, I never knew anything could feel so good!’ She smiled. ‘I’ve been wanting. I just chuckled. I had done it to get her goat, and it had worked. Jessica playfully slapped me on the arm.“You’re heading back to Indy tomorrow?” Doctor Barton asked.“Eight weeks of Medicine,” Jessica said. “Then I’m back for an oncology rotation at Loyola.”“I thought that was the roughest,” Doctor Barton said. “Chemotherapy is about as close to being a witch doctor as anything I can think of. Giving your patient poison to save their life just seems a bit counter-intuitive, not to mention the.