"aaaaahhhhh I’m cumming", I screamed.I sprayed spurt after spurt of cum down her throat. Tricia gently squeezed my balls with each spurt to maximi...e the quantity I was filling her stomach with.I pulled my softening cock out of her mouth. Tricia said, “that was incredible Uncle Mark! I am your cum slave! Aunt Beth must let me have your baby!”I caressed her face and said, “she will baby, she will. You’re just going to have to convince her. Now jump in the shower with me and get cleaned up”, I. The headmaster, Berkeley, hadknown Whitehouse at school and then again they had both been NationalServicemen in the army. Berkeley was now a member of Whitehouse's clubalthough generally Whitehouse steered clear of the man. It seemed toWhitehouse that Berkeley taught in a girls' school precisely becausethere were no boys about to tempt him into depravity. In any event, withthe Deputy Headmistress, Miss Hawksworth, Berkeley ran a disciplinedship where 'gels' became 'ladies'. This was the school. After she fucked my mouth to an orgasm, I could feel her juices running over my lips and into my mouth. She got up, ran her fingers over my cock and left. WHO THE HECK WAS THAT?? I called my wife’s name over and over. But all I could hear was the music.A short while later, again, someone ran their fingers over my cock. This time, my cock was taken out and it was being sucked. Oh, the sweet sensation! It stopped. I could feel another pussy being lowered onto my face. But this time it was 69. I. " And then he looked at Maureen and asked, "Do I qualify?" Giggling, Maureen said, "Oh yes." Ginger said, "All right then, let's get started." Suddenly realizing that this was actually about to happen, Maureen panicked and said, "Right now?" "Is there any reason we should wait?" Ginger was smiling at Maureen's sudden attack of reticence. Still obviously nervous, but also excited, Maureen whispered, "No, I guess not." Ginger asked, "Would it be okay if Michael and I watched or would you like us.