Here it comes, OOHhhhhhhh, Oooohhhh, aaaahhhh, aaaahhhh as he blasts jet after jet of cum into your hot mouth. Muuummm, as he continues to explode aga...inst your tongue. You drink him. You swallow load after load. His hands on your head, his cock deep in your mouth. His body flexing. He begins to calm down. He pulls you up to him and kisses you. “You are so awesome, I love you.” you hear him say. He kisses you again and moves to your breasts. He kisses your neck, your breasts. His hand on your. Grayson had left the room."TIM!" Sylvie cried, nonplused.The door closed behind Mrs. Grayson and Tim rose to catch his wife around the waist. He held her close up against him, so close that Sylvie could feel every ridge of his rising penis against her softly trembling belly."Yes," she admitted. "Yes, I was thinking of that!" she cried."Want some more?" he inquired, teasingly, holding her tighter still, until Sylvie could feel the beginning of that weakness that she often got before she gave in. I was going to take her home but she said that her mother would kill her. She wanted to go home with me since I had guarded her body all night and that I might as well reap the rewards of it. She said that her pussy had a mind of it’s own and that it wanted my cock in it.At my place I pulled enough twenty-dollar bills out of my pocket to add up to three thousand dollars. She had a bag full of one-dollar bills that added up to almost four hundred dollars, not bad for one night’s work.Even drunk. But she admitted to me that she hadn’t informed you of that fact at the time. Minerva said that she was sure you were hooked well enough, that you’d wait until she returned to University in the autumn. But then… well nothing. ‘That wasn’t unusual by the way, for me not to hear from her for a while, that is. I have to admit that I really don’t know everything that went on in that household, or whatever you like to call it. Minerva would call me on the telephone frequently when she was in the UK,.