I work and play with some of the latest computers and electronic equipment, have stereo speakers in every room of the house, and can bore you for hour... with torrents of jargon on just about any subject you care to name. When I don my feminine attire I have a fondness for synthetics, those modern wonders of the laboratories of some multinational chemical giant. Who else but those hi-tech wizards could turn a barrel of crude oil into nylons and rayons, silky smooth and feminine, modern and. A deep, masculine groan escapes his throat, causing my insides to tighten again. This feeling causes me to move my mouth up and down on his cock even faster, allowing me to take the final inch into my throat. His hips begin to rock back and forth, picking up speed as they go. “Jesus fucking Christ!” he spits through gritted teeth.Suddenly, he stops and in a quick, single move, lifts me up and forcefully bends me over an air-conditioner unit, pulling my shorts down and ripping off my panties. I. With my nose buried in his pubic hair, I had no choice for air but the smell of his own groin, all the time while I did my very best servicing his dick and keeping it comfortable and happy in my warm, wet mouth, until he filled it with his semen."Swallow", he later commandedI obeyed, letting his spit I'd been holding and my mouth for a while, and his ball juice, mix while they flew down my throat."My dick feels much better now", he commented"Great thing to hear SIR" Yeahhhh.......!!!!", he. We all ended up going back to bed and making love with Angie for an hour or two before I decided it was time to get some work done. Unfortunately, Angie was a bit too zoned out on all the endorphins in her system, so I had Lis and Anna take quick - separate - showers and get dressed in their jeans so we could get started. Angie - Waking upSomething is different... Fleece sheets? Other people in bed with me? Where am I?I opened my eyes and looked around, and saw an older man on my right and a.