Weirdest of all, she didn’t regret it. In fact, as she slipped out of bed and got dressed (no time for a shower) she peeked over at the man laying i... her bed, and wished that she had time to go down on him again.She didn’t even know his name. After her fifth shot, Carlotta had pulled him into the bathroom at the bar, unzipped his pants, and slowly, lovingly gone down on him until he’d cum in her mouth.Then she’d invited him back to her place, and gone down on him twice more.He’d been a bit. So get going, girl," Jane chided.Charles nodded, scurrying towards the kitchen, unsure of why Jane'scondescending tone was making him so aroused. He took the box out of therefrigerator, opened it and stared at the cheesecake.After taking hold of a silver pastry serving knife, Charles carried thecheesecake to the dinning room and placed it in front of Jane. Janesmiled at it before she said, "It's not for me, Emma."Charles gave her a strange look as Jane reached for a low fat cookie andsaid, "I. She sat down in front of me, putting her face at cock level. "Scoot back." I coaxed as I stood in front of her. She slid herself back on the bed and I followed her, crawling onto the bed along with her until she stopped nearly half way across the queen size mattress."Now lean back." I whispered, reaching out and gently pushing her backwards until she lay back on the bed. I crawled up alongside her, gently reaching down with my face and kissing the soft creamy skin on the top of her right. I just hoped May had her head under the dryer……”Yes ….yes ….give it to me ….deeper …. Deeper…oh ….oh ….Ugghh….”Her legs were locked behind my back and her arms were around my neck. I thrust in and out of her, the strokes becoming faster and faster until I couldn’t hold back no longer. I recall suddenly that we should have used a rubber, but it was way too late now to worry about that now. My head was spinning and the world seemed to tilt off its axis as I emptied myself into her, wad after wad.