"Too bad," I responded. He had often begged to let him suck his cum from me. It was a fantasy of his, but perhaps it was only a fantasy. Want it or no..., though, today it would become a reality. I lifted sloppily off his shrunken meat, and plopped down onto his face. I reached down to open my lips, and felt his tongue tentatively nudge at my hole. Then, I felt the unbelievably sexy feeling of his cum drip out of me in a big glob. He let loose a guttural sound, halfway between lust and repulsion.. Tragic, isn't it?"He smiled.She wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed around his crotch and belly.He stared at her ass, at the steep curve it made as it rose away from her back, remembering the swaying it was making not thirty minutes ago as he had a handful of her soft, luxurious hair in his hand and was fucking her from behind. The very thought of that ass smacking up against him made his blood rush with desire again."Oh goodness — just when I thought you were fading away, I believe. “Bagels,” John said. “They look great.”“Pete just taught me how to make them,” Mary said. “Don’t they smell delicious?”“So you’re a baker,” John said, lowering his nose to the bowl of bagels then stood up and looked at me. “We’ve got to talk,” he said. “I know you were with Sherry last night.”“You’re right. I was heading into town and saw her car broken down so I helped her.” I was disappointed that the bagels didn’t get his mind off of his concern about me and Sherry.“That’s not all you, did,. I wrapped my lips around the spoon. "Very sweet," she said, licking the spoon after me. My face was heating up. Was she seducing me? She took a bite of the ice cream. "It doesn't taste as good coming off a spoon. You want to make it taste better for me?" she asked. "How Kendra?" She motioned to the couch. I walked over slowly and Kendra followed with the ice cream. I sat down and she crouched in front of me. She put some of the ice cream on her finger and put it in my mouth. I sucked it clean..