I see the question in her eyes. I see my cock-head just inside her mouth. I feel her tongue licking at the slit in my cock-head. Not licking, really. ...he's just moving her tongue along the slit waiting for me to tell her what's on my mind, like we've done every time we've had sex. We have that kind of relationship. We can tell each other anything, sexually. I don't say anything right away. I can't raise the will to do anything that would cause the eroticism of the moment to pass. While looking. Sue and I got big huge from both women. As Kin led us through the dinning room she told Hanna that Paul was not there tonight but Paul Jr. and Cando would be back to see us later. Kin took us to a small private dinning room. By the time we were seated another lady walked in with three glasses and a large pitcher of beverage with lots of fruit in it. Hanna told us we would love this, it is peach sangria and it is great, I told her we were not of age and they must have made a mistake. Hanna. " She untangled herself, sat up and pinched his ear. "Now tell me what the big deal is with you getting your picture taken. Are you on the FBI's ten most wanted list or something?"There was an extended silence before he got up off the bed and went into the bathroom to pee. As he came back into the room, he asked, "Tea? I'm going to have some." Sure. Um, you reacted to my smart-ass remark about the FBI. Anything to that, or do I just have a hyperactive imagination?"Again with the silence while. My fantasy was about to come true. Ian finally told me the words I had been dying to hear. "I'm gonna cum" he almost shouted and raised his top half of his body slightly off the bed just as he done so. I moved from sucking his full length and focused entirely on his bell end. I think this pushed him over the edge and my mouth was filled with ribbons of hot salty cum. Ian let out a mighty groan and placed a hand on the back of my head forcing me to stay glued to his cock. I had no intention of.