I just know that the expression of drowning in your own passion as you cum is true; it DID happen. I was cumming, and I was shouting. I was pumping a...d I didn’t even think about Tim as I did; I just slammed and shoved it in and out until I had long stopped shooting.It was when I felt my softened cock slipping out of his ass that I “came to” again, noticing Tim. His eyes were glassy, shiny, and there was a faint smile on his face. His cock was still rock hard, and I moved to take it into my. Turning my head, I nibbled on her earlobe. "The answer to the question you're going to ask in about twenty or twenty-five minutes." What question?" she asked. Tami had a way of sounding like she was stomping her foot without physically doing it. "And why would I ask it in twenty or twenty-five minutes." Because my love, in about ten minutes, my parents, wonderful creatures that they are, are going to collect our shadows and take them to a movie, then they are going on to dinner with friends at. " With his coworker."Her eyes popped open even wider. "Double wow." She looked down at her hands. "Why?"So many reasons. So many excuses. I couldn't pick a good one, or one that felt right to say, but eventually her gaze met mine and I couldn't lie."I must've been unhappy but I didn't know it. And I didn't show it, not really, so Mark had no way of knowing. God forbid I tell him what I was thinking..." I looked away and swallowed a lump of sadness. "We had a strange sort of relationship. We. Tara introduced me to the woman who was Joanna. We said our hellos and all that. Joanna was in her mid to late thirties. Tara and I had secretly been giving each other some pleasures of life. Joanna brushed herself up against me and smiled. I smiled back. Mr. Jones said he had to go out for a little while and wouldn't be back until after three. Tara said she may close up for a few hours. Mr. Jones looked at Tara and said okay. Tara closed up the shop and took me out the back. I thought Joanna.