Coffee? What was she, his bloody secretary? But he’d looked at her expectantly, and so Charlie, much to her chagrin, had left to get the coffee – ...lack, with four sugars. What sort of pansy drank coffee with four sugars anyway? When she returned, it was to find him still reading. Charlie cleared her throat, and he looked up. ‘Ah, thanks,’ he said, going back to his reading. ‘Just leave it there.’ Charlie did as ordered, and then stood for a moment, expectantly. A minute passed before she. We lived." You'll have to better than that," he pointed at me. "Answers like that I can get from him." David and I got married early last summer, three days after my 18th birthday. After our honeymoon cruise on the Car ferry on Lake Michigan, David's Uncle Al took us home with him ... to meet his wife, Jean. Jean is one of Dave's Mom's younger sisters. Jean wanted to discuss the magic tongue and sent Dave and Al to the bar where they met a former B-25 pilot, Charlie Arthur, who took flight. I grunted and twitched as my balls uncoiled and blasted a torrent of cum upwards through my shaft. A moment later, the geyser burst forth and began spewing into the back of Kaitlyn's mouth. She squealed and immediately began swallowing happily.The sound of my grunting was joined by a cry of pleasure from Lindsay as she came as well, and together our sounds filled the room while I continued to spurt down Kaitlyn's throat.When she had milked every drop out of me, Kaitlyn sat up with a smug look. Both of them started giggling.Erma was still rubbing hard on my sore muscles. I could feel the added weight of Verine's body pulling on my lower back.Erma was rubbing for a while and then feeling my back. Stay there Verine, I think this is working.Verine started licking my penis. "I am not wasting this opportunity," she said with a sigh.I started getting erect again and she started sucking again. I started licking her clitoris then and she started wiggling. "Be still you two," Erma admonished.I.