She had to hang on to keep from being bucked off.She stopped in awe at what was before her. Then, in open mouthed amazement, Sam's wad shot up, nearly...hitting the ceiling. Then another gigantic shot surged upwards. For the longest time Sue and Alice watched this magnificent performance, each succeeding ejaculation slightly less then the preceding one, until only a little oozed from him and ran down his proudly waving shillelagh.Only one thing disappointed the girls, and that was that Sam was. Andy got up and left the room, so I scooted over some to make myself comfortable. I figured he could sit behind me, give me a shoulder rub and the whole thing would be just a few minutes.“Alright! Lay down on this, and I’ll get you nice and rubbed down,” Andy said as he came back into the room with a towel and baby oil.I carefully turned over and positioned myself on the towel, with my feet hanging off the end of the bed. He pulled my shirt up to expose my back, then a moment later, I felt the. She smiled widely and turned her back to me again as she talked with her mom. From the sounds of the conversation, her mom wanted to see her today since it was Hillary's birthday and was laying down the usual Mom guilt trip. Hillary was trying to get out of it, but I could quickly see this was going to be a 30 minute bitchfest from her mom. I looked at her slender form, remembering the dazed and hot look she had as I fucked her the night before. Her mouth stretched out over my cock, sucking me. I’m close to completing my studies in the business management program at the Sprott School of Business of Carleton University. And I have, no, had the love of the most amazing woman ever. Yasmin Hussein, a tall, curvaceous, sinfully sexy Somali-Canadian Muslim cutie. We met under less than ideal circumstances at work, and totally clicked. For a while, we were together. This chick changed my life. I loved Yasmin more than I loved myself. How I miss my Somali goddess. Still, you can’t have a.