He’d banged them both back when they’d gone to summer camp a few years back. He’d been 13 and already well-hung, and they’d only been 12, but ...hey were amazing fucks. He rode them both till they were leaking sperm from their pussies, but it still hadn’t left him completely relieved. His entire body felt tense and edgy, so on the way home he’d been blasting some Megadeth from the speakers in his old Toyota while he fantasized about fucking Kissa when he got home. Needless to say, he was more. She reminded me that she had me trained to the point that I'd suck my own cum from her pussy after we fucked. Not only that, she also mentioned that I was now quite willing to let her feed me my cum after she jacked me off and scooped it from my belly and other places that were covered with my wigglers. She also added the fact that in recent sessions she'd given my prostate a nice massage with her middle finger and rehardened me in record time, even after I had already busted a nut three or. Now I was able to also use my hand. I grabbed his hard cock and started to jerk him off, while the tip of his dick was still inside my mouth. Besides the jerking, I also began using my tongue again, slowly circling my tongue around the tip of his dick, tasting him, making him crazier, making him enjoy it. I think for my first time I didn't do a bad job, but there was still more to do of course.Now it was time to stop using my hand and jerk him off with my lips. You know, how a good blowjob. ‘This is called ‘Woodhenge’. An example of the previous owner’s quirky sense of the ridiculous, they’ve even named a wine after it. Even though he died of cancer several years ago the people running the place now haven’t lost sight of his philosophy on life. He was a real character, on top of which he made brilliant wines and the current winemaker has kept up the tradition. It was a similar deal as before, I worked from the whites to the reds and Millie restricted herself to the new releases..