God your cock is still at least half hard. And Meg, what a performance. The best BJ you have ever given, at least as far as I know. So really, did he ...taste good?”“Jesus Christ, George! Yes, he tasted wonderful, better than you. His cum is thick and creamy, sort of sweet and loads of it; it is wonderful. Not at all like your watery, meager little spurts of cum. Now are you happy?”“Yes. It made me feel so good to see you so enthralled and delighted. I’ll be in the car when you are ready.”He. His cock pulsed and spurted several times before he finally finished and started to soften. I let it slip from my lips and then went back to bed. I started stroking my still hard cock and within few seconds filled my hand full of my cum. I licked my hand clean and then went to sleep. The next morning I woke up, started a pot of coffee and headed for the shower. When I got back Bob was setting in his chair with his coffee really looking hung over. I did notice than his cock was sticking out one. Had to admit that they could no longer work as a team. However, before the break up John wanted the two to have a last match together, to allow them to make a killing before the girls went their separate ways. Both Helen and Luisa reluctantly agreed to a final match, no doubt greedily thinking about all the money they would be able to make out of it.For the girl’s final match, John managed to pull off a coup of sorts. Despite their being relatively new in the league John C. somehow got them a. That would mean waiting for the tide, though. If we carried on back up the coast, we could pop in to Hamford Water, which is the setting for one of the Swallows and Amazons books, or carry on and sail up to Mistley on the Stour. We'd get there about ten tonight, all being well. We could anchor lower down the Stour if we get tired, or if we get held up." If we went to Mistley, we could see Jenni again, couldn't we? I'd like that." She won't be there until Sunday afternoon," I pointed out, "but.