I was vaguely aware that I had not used any pregnancy protection, and as I felt it important, I began to clench my inner muscles, to try and expel as ...uch of him as I could. I gave a series of soft, feminine grunt as I bore down, my legs wide as I held my torso up on my fingers, trying to use gravity to help me. I was rewarded with a plop sounding on the dry grass, and I looked between my knees, seeing a white, sticky glob of him trailing a thing strand of our combined fluids from my labia to. Being newly married himself, Anson would never think of depriving his men of this chance.Elizabeth blushed a little, but she smiled too. "I have heard of what happens then. Whilst I feel a certain curiosity about it, my sense of propriety certainly objects to being present at such a time." Nor could I allow it, my dear," Anson smiled. "Do you think that you can handle the Jacob's ladder?" Of course, my dear. I am not yet ripe for the boatswain's chair."Anson also preferred his wife to come. Her cum oozed out of her and onto the chair. She slowly walked out of her room and into the bathroom, trying not to drip everywhere as her cum oozed down her legs. She wrapped a few lengths of toilet paper around her hand and attempted to clean herself off. As she did, shiver were sent down her spine as she passed over he still sensitive clit. She enjoy this sensation very much and could help but start to rub herself once more. Such an intense orgasm had done nothing but make her want more and. Time to grab breakfast.I slip on my pink cat slippers and open my bedroom door and head down the hall to the back stairs to head down to the kitchen. This was a convenient touch to the house as it allows us to get downstairs to the kitchen without having to go to the main parts. So if my parents have guests over or whatever then we will not be interrupting.As I get to the bottom of the stairs I see my dad at the kitchen table looking at his tablet with a cup of coffee and a half eaten bagel in.