It was the most beautiful silent orgasm I’ve ever seen. After that we laid there and continued touching and playing for a while. We were both exhaus...ted. Soon we just fell asleep. I woke up the next morning however to a hand stroking my cock. As soon as she saw my eyes were open, that hand was replaced by her mouth. She knew what she was doing and sucked me to a massive orgasm. I must have pumped a gallon of cum down her throat and she swallowed every drop. As we lay there recovering again, with. Marge is standing at the end of the bed and is trembling a little as she looks at you carefully. 'Perhaps she is wondering what it would be like for her?', you think to yourself. I am sitting down beside you again and you close your eyes in embarrassment. "She loves being dominated," you hear me say and despite yourself, you feel your face blush red. "I have had her dominated by both men and women. I gave her a massage a little while ago before I tied her up. I think her body is tremendous when. Ignoring her bold advances, I admonished her, as any responsible uncle would: “You know, Katy, I don’t mind you drinking, but I can’t let you drive to the beach d***k.” “I know, Uncle Billy, I’ll just hang out with you until later, when I sober up, if that’s okay with you,” she said, sipping on her scotch. “That sounds like fun, pumpkin, I’d like that. Now, how about if we take a little walk together?” I suggested. “You’ll have to put your sandals back on, because we have to cross the stone. " Unlike the first meeting with Jacques, Sandy had no reservations nor misconceptions about meeting Tyler. Simply put, they were there to fuck and lunching at the hotel meant they didn't have far to go to consummate the arrangement. They greeted each other with a friendly hug and Sandy asked about Jacques. "Will Jacques be joining us?" "Jacques can't make it on Thursday. He has classes this afternoon. I hope that's okay." Sandy thought, how convenient. "Sure, Tyler, that's fine." Sandy had a.