Hungrily guzzling it down my throat. There was so much of it however that I couldn't possibly take it all in and I let it spill from my mouth, much of...it soaking my black grandad shirt but some dripping onto those ultra sexy boots of hers. As she neared the end of her climax, she began to slide down the wall,eventually crumpling to the floor in a gasping heap. The swollen lips of her sex and puffed out clit laid bare for me to see, all dripping in her juice. "You dirty fucking bastard" she. Loretta, Con, Eru, Chet and Mike were already in the kitchen. The rest of the Legion were in the new Montecristo station, happily building our database of information on the peoples of the Mediterranean region. Pete had been unable to deny his inner marine biologist, and was gleefully taking water samples and doing other basic research on the marine ecology around our island base. We poured ourselves coffee and sat at the table with everyone. We said our good mornings and exchanged. The only supply I could find was for horses, because it hasn’t been fully tested for human use, yet. However, as long as they’re not allergic to it, small doses can be used on humans. It’s actually quite easy to make, which is what I’ll have to do when my supply runs out. It’s made from the blue-green mold that’s found growing on citrus fruits and bread molds.’ ‘That’s amazing! If this works out well at combating infections, you’ll have to show me how it’s made. You say it can be used on humans. But suddenly, she started talking to her husband. And in the pretext of leaning to the front, my wife’s cousin kept her hand on my dick again. I was super horny again. All the doubts vanished. I kept my hand on her hand and started stroking my dick with her hand over my clothes.Pushpa continued to talk and I was doing my thing. A few minutes passed and she came closer. My elbow touched her melon. In heaven I was! More than sex, this unplanned gave us a lot of kick.While I was making my wife’s.