He sauntered over as he often did. ‘Ah, here’s the ethics expert,’ I said, welcoming Charlie to the discussion. ‘Would you say that we could p...ss this junk off as Mackey’s possessions even if he didn’t know it was in the attic all along?’ Charlie looked from me to Paige, and then to the other couple. He scratched his chin before muttering his first words. ‘Why do you refer to it as junk? That’s a fine old apple peeler and someone could use the butter churn as a planter. I’ll fashion a lid for. Semen ran down her chin onto her breasts. And just as soon as she swallowed she began to cum herself - even more forcefully than before. She held him in her mouth for a long time while his cock pulsed and throbbed and delicious orgasmic spasms cramped her vagina."Lick me clean," he said, "including my balls, and don't use your hands." His cock remained rigid as she licked the huge head, then all around the shaft down to the base, then, hands at her sides, she got on her knees to lick his. Stacey looked up at me. "No, there's no other guy, just--you! It's always been you! That's theproblem!" she blurted in a weird sadly rueful way. "What's wrong, Stacey? What's going on? I'm not letting you out tillyou tell me!" Stacey looked me with a morose look and drifted back to flop on thesofa. "I--I just knew it couldn't last!" she quietly bemoaned, staring at herclasped hands upon her huddled thighs. "What couldn't last?" "Being--being just friends with you," she. It felt so good. So we sat there for about 10 minutes, me leaning into his shoulder and playing happily with this cock and balls with both my hands. He had his arm around me, rubbing and snapping my bra straps with his right hand, and jerking me with his left.We both took turns bringing each other close to orgasm and then backing off. I would squeeze his cock harder and pump faster and faster till I could feel his balls draw up, and then I'd cool him off ever so slightly by pulling long, slow.