I slowly pulled out of her, leaned over and placed her lips to mine. She parted her lips and we shared my salty seed and all the while we were gigglin... like school kids. "My husband would die if I kissed him with a mouth full of cum." "As I see it, we share our fluids and our minds. I've tasted my own cum many times after easting my wife's full pussy. What difference does it make which entrance it came from? I show you this to impart to you to do things in bed that are in your head...without. No initials or anything. But on the back of the canvas were two lines of writing. ‘Sullivan’ and ‘#14’.To my delight, I convinced uncle William to sell me the painting, though I had to fork over seventy-five dollars for it. I eagerly brought it home. A look at the back of my other new painting confirmed what was obvious. ‘Sullivan’ and ‘#5’.Now I had something to search on. If only Sullivan were a rare name, but at least I had something. I tried various search combinations. I had only one. Maybe I’ll wank you until you’re gasping for breath, shooting your cum all over my tits as they spill out of my low-cut top. Hanging back in the locker room after gym class, where I drop to my knees and suck your dick until you tangle your fists in my hair, screaming as you cum in my mouth. I know what you wanted back then. I know you remember those fantasies. I know you get hard and stroke yourself while you reminisce about “that teacher,” and that turns me on too. But there’s a lot you don’t. She turned around and smiled at me as she kicked them off and removed her remaining clothes. Katie came over to me and kissed me on the lips. She thanked me for watching out for Nessa and being the best brother ever then she shoved her tongue into my mouth and our tongues danced for what seemed like hours. Meanwhile, Nessa had crawled over and started sucking on my limp cock and making it hard and veiny. Katie laid me down on the couch and sat on my face. All of her sweaty love juices filled my.