Jessie closed her eyes as she awaited her reward for which she had worked hard. I moaned loudly as my cock finally erupted, blasting Jessie in the che...k first and then unloading all over her pretty face. As if the experience wasn't close enough to perfect, Jessie's husband began to cum just a second or two after I did. He too was aimed at that beautiful grinning face. Her husband and I were soon painting Jessie's face in unison, in the same manner that we had fucked her body.Time seemed to slow. Her breathing huffy and raspy. She shivered and quivered hard with her ass still nearly a foot off the bad as she cried out long and loud, cumming hard, over and over, and over, again, and again, and again. Then everything went black her head was spinning and her ears were ringing, ringing, ringing. She woke up with a start, sitting up and shaking her head. The alarm was ringing, she opened her eyes and the room was spinning a bit. She was wet with sweat and there was a large wet spot under her. After a month or two it became apparent to me that all I was doing was using her as a form of masturbation and I loved her too much to treat her that way. She stopped caring what she looked like, put on a few too many pounds and we got on with life. The love was still there, expressed in the form of hugging, kissing, snuggling and cuddling - but no sex.I still had a need for sexual release, but looking for sex outside the house was out of the question. Ashton was one of those who believed that. "You could always wish for money,” Darius said. “People almost never go wrong with that one. What would you like, a million euros? A hundred million? Better not wish for anything more than that. It's hard to find a place for it all." Isn’t wishing for money petty?”"Of course not! Money is security for you and your family. People who tell you that money isn't important have never been without it. Trust me, I know all about need.”"I guess," said Luc. He scratched his palms. “What if I.