His hand pushes back quickly to clamp off the flow. Aiming again, pumping his hand forward, a much larger spray jets ten inches to sting long and hard...on her cheek. Grunting, “Little slut,” again and again as his orgasm jets.Watching Carla's face flinch, his hips jerk in time with his stroking hand. A much larger load, propelled faster, sprays wet cum across her forehead. Yanking again, he sprays thick cum horizontally along her dark eyebrows, the trailing tail of the cum falling diagonally. He released her wrists and put his hands up defensively.“Okay. Okay. Just stop. Calm down. You are going ballistic!”She lunged for him with all her might and knocked him into the bedroom door which ended up closing it as he fell backward. His back hit it with a thud, and she started slapping his chest.“I hate you! I fucking hate you!” she screamed.He roared back at her, “Why? Why do you hate me? For what reason?”Tears streamed down her face, and she continued to hit him as she hollered at. Then she sat down on my shaft and slid herclit back and forth across it. What an amazing feelingthat was. She was beginning to quiver with anotherorgasm while she was doing this. I am always amazed howorgasmic she is. I bet there are a lot of woman thatwould be jealous of her.We both needed a little break at this point so we laydown next to each other and started some mutualmasturbation to keep the fluids flowing. We were staringin to each other eyes while we jacked each other off.When Jenny. Why, Susan?”“Well, you know about Ian. You practically pushed me onto him, and it was lovely to see him. I hadn’t had a man for ages and I wanted him. And he was so good to me, and we met again during the Christmas holidays but you know all that.“Then when I went home I made my peace with Victor. He forgave me, and he was gentle and I wanted to show him how much I loved him. I made the running.“At the time I hadn’t made any commitment to Ian beyond emails, and thanks to my server junking his.