My stool was dripping with my lady juice and a large amount was puddled on the mat. My arm was getting tired and the friction in my pussy was beginnin... to wear on me. I momentarily stopped and got off the rubber cock to get back down on my knees.I was sucking dick number 19 and thank goodness it was small enough to give my mouth and hand a rest. When it ejaculated, it was by far the biggest load up to that point. I felt as though I had a mouth full of raw warm oysters that took a couple of. ..my heart was pounding so hard, this is it I thought. This drove me crazy, I couldn't help myself. the thought of my mouth getting filled with someone's else's cum was too much for me and I came so hard in my pants..And then it came, a gush of cum on the back of my mouth, I wasn't thinking..I couldn't. So I did what my instincts told me and swallowed everything. Every single bit of it (almost coughed half of it..)I was passive and I liked it. This had turned me on so much. The cab driver. It seemed to amuse them a lot to watch her dripping cunt and it made them laugh.Uncle Robert remained with us for another five days before leaving, and as often as I could, I watched them fuck. At the end of that time, I had seen them make love at least two dozen times. By then it was plain to me that Aunt Paula enjoyed fucking as much, if not more, than her husband. I became used to seeing her naked and every curve and swell of her body became very familiar to me.When I drilled the peephole. Had he forgotten? to turn? Were we on the way to the university? I made some questioning? whines and he smiled. "I didn't miss the turn off." ?A few exits later he did turn off and then another turn onto a small? bumpy road that soon became a dirt road. Ahead I saw a few cars parked? where the road ended. He stopped and we got out. ?It was a beautiful spot, cliffs surrounding a small strip of beach a? hundred feet or so below us. A narrow path wound down to the beach where? a few people were.