Melissa started to quiver under me. She mewled, “oh, oh, oh, oh,” as the quiver intensified.Then she went, “Aaaaaah.”Her pussy grabbed me in a...contraction just as I came, damn did I cum, I fired shot after shot into Melissa. I was roaring and she was screaming, I’m surprised the neighbors didn’t complain, she was gushing and I was shooting, the bed was a mess when we finally came down.I was still in her, I was shrinking slowly.Before I was out she said, “Ah hell, I guess I’m gonna have to go on. Caller ID indicated in advance who was calling. “Pete, could you help us out? We don't have quite enough room in my car for all of us to go to the miniature golf place. Could you please come and take a few of us there in your your truck?” “Sure Jen, I'll be there in about ten minutes.” I could pack at least seven teenaged girls into my crew cab pick-up truck. Two could sit up front with me and four or five more in the back seat. More could pile in the back if they didn't mind sitting on. He saw a diminutive woman in her early twenties with a pale complexion. She was wearing a ketchup and mustard DHL uniform and holding a small envelope under her arm. Her dark brown ponytail cascaded out of the back of her uniform cap. Upon seeing him she straightened and offered a professionally emotionless smile. "Timothy Blanchard?" Timothy nodded wordlessly, looking from the delivery girl to the package and then back again. She didn't have much of a chest to speak of but he still began to. She ignored his half-hearted effort at resisting her sexual advances as she unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. She knew that in no time she would have him coming in her mouth.As expected, it didn’t take long for her to taste a hot blast of her husband’s cum on her tongue. Throughout their entire marriage, he had always claimed she was the best at giving blowjobs – something she took for granted until she began her sexual adventure and learned other men shared his belief.Andee rested.