Samson growled so loudly it startled her. Her pussy suddenly felt soaked. "No," she cried realizing he was cumming. The jets of semen assaulted her wo...b triggering the biggest orgasm of Heather's life. She collapsed onto Samson's chest with his cock still pumping her full of seed. Heather recovered just as Samson's limp cock plopped out of her pussy releasing a torrent of sperm. "Asshole, you were supposed to pull out," she whispered kissing his chest."Relax baby, I've had a vasectomy," he. The sleeping matron’s nose hinted at a Jewish heritage. Lips glistened, not quite with drool, but still shining. Awake, Ms Marjorie commanded my attention. Asleep, she commanded my lust. Even if she did not have such a remarkable bust and a rotund backside, I would have been attracted to her. There was something about a woman who embodied life, especially in a community where everyone is dying. She had seen most of what life had to offer and passed judgment on what she disapproved of. . Her head was pinned by the man holding it as she sucked his cock till he came in her mouth. She swallowed his cum as she knew what to do. Almost instantly, another larger cock was pushing at her lips.This one was going to fuck her face. Holding the back of her head, he was driving his cock into her mouth. Even when he hit the back of her mouth, and she almost gagged, he kept pushing. With one big push and her trying to swallow, he had his cock down her throat. The only problem with that, other. Irritability. Sexy as hell. I tried so hard to cheer you up. Goofing around and giggling and forcing my positivity your way. It didn’t work. Not even a little. And that’s ok. Because sometimes anger, irritability, aggression; they all make for a very hot quickie.We both left work without saying a word. I didn’t know if you were going to call me screaming your head off about the inequalities of the world or you would be sad and defeated. You pulled out of the parking lot like a bat out of hell..