She grabbed the bottom hem of her short toga, as if to pull it over her head. "If you like, we can spend some time worshiping the goddess. She may giv... us more insights."He shook his head. "I am overwhelmed, and not really in the mood tonight."She didn't seem offended. "I understand. Maybe next time."Later that night, as Henry was trying to go to sleep, he started thinking about what he had refused that night. He got an erection, and started to masturbate.About halfway into it, he suddenly. My cum spitting out of me. I've never cum so hard in my life, but I loved it. I pulled out after catching my breath and she walked over to the living room rug and started licking her pussy. At that point I wanted to lick her out. However, I don't like the taste of my cum. So I let her enjoy herself for a few minutes. She came back over and cleaned off my dick, like she's done it before. I liked that a lot. Later that night when I went to bed, Sandy ended up whining at my door wanting in. I. It never even dawned on my to fill the prescription. I was so excited to see James that I just forgot. I picked out a nice black dress with a touch of white under my breasts for the evening. It was short and left most of my large breasts exposed. I knew James would want to take me as soon as he arrived at the hotel later this evening. I picked out James's favorite perfume and gave a few short squirts in all the right places. Just a light touch where James would smell them as he kissed and. I groaned. It may disgust to admit, I LOVE smelling my sweat. Especially when it’s mixed with—“ACK!” Was the only sound I could make before it splashed against my mouth. I knew my cock was hard after seeing Dana and could imagine there’d be leakage from throughout the day, but my rigid 10 inches sprung into action and whipped a nice fat, heavy rope of milky liquid into my face and shirt. In a panic, I spit the cold saltiness onto my flabby brown belly. “Goddamn.” I gasped, spitting.