As sweat rolls down our bodys we lie together. And fall asleep together. I wake up to the smell of eggs and bacon. And walk in to the kitchen to find ...ane making breakfast. Hay sexy she says thought i would make so food for us. Thats nice babe. Jane makes our breakfast nude with dried cum still in her hair and on her pussy from last nite. I still have her dried sticky juices on my cock. As we start to eat. Jane i love you. Chris i love you too. Jane i want to marry you were in love and i dont. I did and he began to push his fingers in and out of my mouth as he did I slurped the Leather and caused a suction. He let me do this for a few minutes. Then he said you like that don’t you slut. I of course couldn’t speak because his fingers were in my mouth. So all the came out was #%$#%$&%$#!$#%%%. He took his fingers out. I thought so he could understand what I was saying. But before I could speak, his tongue was in my mouth, probing the inner depths. As he did his lips started sucking my. I steadied myself on her shoulders and growled a deep cathartic growl as the pressure built against the seal she had made and finally cum exploded up and down her neck in a sticky spray. She cooed as she slid the head across and against her throat and face as the surges seemed to go on forever. Ropes laid across her cheeks and shot into her hair and with the back pressure released the cum kept pumping from the tip as my entire lower abdomen convulsed. The final surges ran down her neck, pooled. We slumped back onto our chairs sticky and wet not knowing what to say to each other.Wendy broke the silence, holding up her glass she asked for a top up.Dylan obliged, pouring us all a measure wine.We sat and listened to the storm outside, the air in the room was a mixture burnt wood and sex.Wendy was on the floor at the feet of Dylan and I was on the couch next to Alice.As the wine disappeared Wendy let her fingers trail up Dylan's thigh and trace the outline of his now flaccid penis.In the.