I know Taylor’s close, and I’m closing in again myself. I quicken the pace of my hip thrusting, and Taylor responds exactly as I hope he will. A... the hot juice fills me, I gasp out loud with still another climax, and Taylor’s moans sound musical to my ears. I immediately imagine what Hera would do, and I follow her lead, pulling off Taylor’s partly softening member, positioning my smooth pussy lips just above his mouth, and taking his organ into my own, licking and slurping the delightful. “And you’ve given me an idea of what I can get for your next birthday, too.”“Mmm, I would love that as a birthday present,” she replied. “Now, I suppose we need to get ready for the day’s travel.After breakfast, it was on the road to our last destination for this tour, Albury. As we were approaching Albury, Phil started to strum some chords on his guitar. I recognised the opening riff of ‘Long Way to the Top’. At the right point, I started to sing:Ridin’ down the highwayGoin’ to a showStop in. I ran my tongue over the tip feeling its smoothness and licked underneath which most men enjoy. Ken was no exception as his cock twitched in my hand. He was watching what I was doing, so as I looked him in the eye I lowered my mouth over the bell-end feeling its hard smoothness on my tongue which I licked all over the head. Any softness quickly disappeared as I felt him stiffen up as I sucked him until it was like having a stick of rock in my mouth. I moved down the shaft bit by bit, licking. They both confirmed that they sensed that something was wrong, but neither one had any clue what it was. When we got home after lunch, Claire showered while I puttered around the garden, then I showered. As I exited the bathroom I found her sitting on our bed crying. Obviously only the direct approach would work, so with a towel around my waist I sat next to her, held her hands and said, “Claire, what’s wrong? You have to tell me.” “You’ll hate me forever,” she sobbed. “Claire, there is very.