Greg got through five scripts and two pots of coffee. He stood up, stretched and yawned. The clock read 10:30. He thought that he'd like more coffee, ...ut he'd already had more than his quota for the day. He picked up the coffee carafe and his cup and turned to take them downstairs to the kitchen. Just then, he heard movement from above. He put down his burden and rushed upstairs. When he got to the bedroom, he heard water running in the washroom. The door opened and Megan came in. She padded. Just thinking about those three sexually servicing each other had become the ultimate aphrodisiac, causing instant erections and spectacular orgasms for us both.Having to do the mundane, day to day things had become part of our life. We tried to share everything. From housework to illicit fantasies, we did them together. With our errands finished, Beth Ann was driving and I was holding the bag of eggs and bread to keep them from getting squashed while we drive home. I was daydreaming about. It filtered into her senses erotically, the pure manly fragrance making her blood rush already.Rachel flicked her eyes up, seeing him concentrating on the TV, the newscaster’s voice coming to her from the background. She didn’t care about that—all she cared about was servicing his enormous cock. He let go of his dong as she wrapped her own fingers around the trunk-like shaft. She lifted the mushroom-shaped crown to her mouth, pursing her lipstick-covered lips forward and kissing the tip. " hesaid in a stern voice with a reminder squeeze on my ballsto let me know who was the boss.When he was done shooting his sperm in my mouth he pulledhis cock out and put it back in his pants. I gotta admit itseemed like he took his sweet slow time about it. My mouthwas full of his thick cum and I was getting impatient.He looked at me for a few moments and finally said, "Openyour mouth, I want to see my cum, but be careful not to letany drip out." I did as he said and as he was looking in.