This texts series and conversation below is one of those sexcapades. Susan: hi babe. Whatcha doing?Paul: sitting in a boring presentation, when I shou...d be working. How about you?Susan: Looking forward to my lab hour and seeing DaRon.Paul: DaRon, he's the 17 year old who you're hoping will be your next boytoy?Susan: yep. Cute as shit. Classic tall, dark and handsome. A nerdy egg head high school student who is permitted to take college classes cause he's so smart. Do you remember me telling you. ” “So, there is no reason why we can’t hold our celebrations until Monday, is there?” I smiled. “I fucking love you!” Sara shouted as she kissed me passionately.” “I love you too baby,” I smiled. Sara walked to Doug and shouted, “I fucking love you as well, my nighttime husband.” They kissed deeply and Doug replied, “I love you, my nighttime wife!” Sara asked me, “What would you like to do on Monday to celebrate our anniversary baby?” I replied, “I would love to be in the bedroom while. That damn hammock webbing always leaves marks that take hours to fade. I had been so distracted while wrapped up in my self-consciousness that I did not even hear him approach. The next thing I knew he was standing next to me asking if I would like to grab a bottle of wine take a walk along the beach with him. I was a little surprised, but so happy that he had asked. Thankfully, I don’t think he even noticed the oh-so-lovely hammock pattern that had been pressed into the back of my thighs. We. I coughed and almost bit him, though fortunately not, and could not hold him anymore in my mouth. Globs and globs of cum kept spitting from his hole and drenched my entire face. It seems like an eternity until it was finally over and I dutifully and completely milked whatever was left in his loving canal. He quickly dried his shaft with toilet paper, his still half erect cock disappeared inside his pants and he was gone before I could say anything. I slowly cleaned my face with my fingers which.