Then the challenge was to keep from spraying the ceiling while I tugged as hard as I could. As it was, there was a river of cum flowing off my leg dow... the sheets of my bed onto the floor. The harder I tugged the more I sprayed. It may have only lasted for a minute or so but it was a very very intense 60 fuckin’ seconds! That was the last time I had seen anything like what I was about to witness. Everyone had gotten their warm up except for Jilly Grrl. I meant to save hir for last. S/he was so. It's all rather strange. I'm beginning to feel that I've been invited here for the weekend for an experiment, or something.Bob Howard started a little now as he felt a delicate nudge of his leg. He looked slyly across at Julie Spencer and found that she was staring at him quite intently. Was he imagining it, or was she coming on to him... "I insist, I absolutely insist," Bob Howard heard his friend Gary saying to his wife as he helped her into his car. "I must take you to my special spot by the. Very beautiful! She has long brown hair that reaches her lower back. Silky and smooth , it is a big part of her beauty. Her eyes dark and her smile as white as piano keys! She was a cheerleader and still maintains a slim sexy figure , but age and a daughter has diminshed perfection a bit over the years..dont get me wrong..this is a natural process of aging that i am totally aware of. Naturally our daughter Nia took all my wifes great attributes. Nia is beautuful and athetic..gaining attension. No liquor, I'm afraid, but perhaps just a glass of cool water or some buttermilk." Nothing, thank you, Mrs. Williams. I'll bid you good night. I must return home. Mrs. Bouve, you know, hasn't been well since..." His voice dropped, and he looked at his empty sleeve and then at Seth's mother. Perspiration dotted his face. "Perhaps a glass of water," he said."Yes, of course. Just a moment." Mrs. Williams set down her lamp, hurried to the kitchen and returned with a dripping glass. Mr. Bouve nodded.