"I hope your wife likes our bedroom, I'll show you the spare room later" she said suggestively, although by this stage there was nothing really left t... be imagined. I was rather turned on by her attentions, especially when she opened her blouse and showed me those delicious tiny breasts, which she invited me to suck on. Her nipple was rigid and distended by the time I had sucked and scraped my teeth on both. Who wanted Welsh rarebit when they could have these delightful breasts to nibble on, I. I could hear her winding up for the O that was seconds away. That's when I exploded all over my hand and then the floor. I tired to keep my eyes open while I was spitting out cum and came pretty close to success. I was just at the end of my orgasm when his started. That k** must have been storing up jizz for a month. It was almost milk like as he tried to pull out of her. It just kept coming and coming and coming. Even Jodi said “wow!” She dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips around him. I watched. I waited. I imagined what was happening in that car. Was she alright? Was he ... well, I didn't really know quite what he might be doing, but the schoolyard stories of what sex was were tormenting my adolescent mind. I tried going back to bed, but that was useless. I watched from the darkened room for awhile longer and finally, he got out of the car and came around to open the other door. They came up the stairs and I heard the front door open. The door closed quietly. I could hear. "Can I... ?" She stepped up and reached for the Glock, which Lauren surrendered willingly. She looked at me, then dropped the magazine into her free hand and worked the slide, locking it back. In the next motion, she thumbed the slide release, letting it come forward, and then slid the clip home again and racked the slide to chamber a round. She paused for a second and then dropped the magazine again, then cycled the slide and caught the elected round neatly in mid-air. She loaded it back into.