Or so he thought at that point; though he was blissfully unaware just then, he was to reach another heaven very shortly! He made some coffee and sat w...tching women go by; with relaxation like this his imagination was sure to burn brightly, as he saw several sultry examples go by, he then thought of Dolores, Judy, Carole, Holly; oh how he hoped that one of them might show more than just a working interest in him –let's face it, if they publish his sort of literature they must have at least a. His purple head glistened with my juices and his hole was seeping pre-cum."Open that beautiful mouth of yours,” he ordered, “here's your final desert of the night." Eagerly, I opened my mouth. I wanted his cum, wanted to taste him. He stroked his monster a couple time and spurt after spurt of his pure white cream splashed onto my tongue. "Hold it in, don't swallow yet,” Jim said as Mark appeared in front of me, ready to let his load go. His aim was perfect, ropes of cum gushing into my mouth. We should probably wash my cum off you. Unless your husband gets off on stuff like that." Like what?" You know, some guys get off sharing their wives with other men" he replies"As far as I know Bryan isn't in to that" Ok, but it would certainly make things easier for us to keep fucking" What makes you think this is going to keep happening?" Right" He says laughing, grabbing my hand leading me into the bathroom.He turns on the shower and adjusts the temperature and steps in. Holding out a hand. About 4:30 that morning she poked Maggie, to wake her up. Her big sister grumbled something nasty and pulled the blankets from Betty then wrapped up in a cocoon of covers. Betty smiled, got up and returned to Kit. She was ready. Kit woke up with his erection in her fist. She was behind him, her arm over his waist, pulling on the shaft. He wasn’t surprised, he wasn’t shocked, he was exultant. He knew in his balls Betty would come back, but he thought she would wait for the next night. The.