I stroked his soaking wet slippery cock with my hand as I caught my breath and I plunged my mouth back over the end, bobbing my head on the tip and ja...cking the shaft with my hand.I sped up more and more as I sensed his climax rapidly approaching. "Oh god yes, do that some more, faster, oh god, im gonna, oh im gonna, im gonna.." and I felt his cock stiffen even more as a blast of thick salty liquid began filling my mouth beyond capacity. I tried to swallow but most of it spilled out of the sides. Angel also noticed my look as he drove but didn't say anything to me either. We finally arrived back at the resort. Leif got out first and held the door open for me. I looked at him with a questioning look. "I don't think you want to be alone right now." Leif said with an understanding smile as the half-naked boy took me by the hand and led me out of the back of the limo and into the lobby. He was still just wearing his white cargo shorts and nothing else. However, it was so hot and humid in. You get used to wrong numbers in a college town.“I don’t know Sarah. You must have a wrong number.” I said politely. Then I hung up.The phone started to ring again and I let it go hoping the caller would give up. No such luck. I finally answered it.“DON’T YOU DARE HANG UP ON ME YOU BASTARD” Click.In the next fifteen minutes five calls came in which I ignored.“OK, who are you calling?”“I’m calling you Steve.”“Who is this?”“Joan, your wife.” I hadn’t heard that voice in over twenty years.“Who is. I laid there quietly, my hand searching for his, but his grabbed mine first, holding it in place. “Don’t…move…a…muscle,” he whispered against my ear. His hand was still holding mine securely in place behind my back, and with his free hand he began to caress my ass cheeks under my skirt. My pussy began to moisten, and as if on cue, his hand was there, two fingers holding my thong aside while one rubbed up and down my wet lips. “Fuck…” I breathed, grinding my pussy against his finger, aching.