But this time, I didn’t let him control the tempo or my head I grabbed his ass and pushed my chin into his balls and back up again and again and aga...in and again. I was a deepthroat machine; spit flying everywhere, eyes watering, and his cock was soaked. (I still don’t know how he lasted this long)Tom recomposed himself and hopped back into the chair. I told myself this is the final stretch and he knew it too. He grabbed my head and held it in place and used my mouth as a fuck-receptacle. He was. In the bath room Stacy and I looked like two little whores. We cleaned up and return to the family room. Stacy sat between James and Jarrod; I offer to get some fresh drinks. I went into the kitchen brought back some beers and wine. When I got there I was surprise to see Stacy was already going down on James again. She had her head in his lap and her ass was pointed to Jarrod. He was fingering her pussy from behind. "Good to see the guys are getting hard again,' I said. On the drink tray I also. He agreed and went to the washroom. I got some juice from the fridge and took it to the guest room. He came out in his towel and I offered him the juice. As he was having the juice, I removed my shirt completely in front of him and let my hair loose. He flattered me saying, “you are so sexy, my little one.” I smiled, took the empty glass from him and then sat on his lap with my back to his face. He smelled and kissed my flowing fragrant hair, moved them to one side, and tickled my back. then he. Warm affectionate feelings had been replaced with resentment and annoyance; she blamed Ken for stopping her from having a new life with Bob.His strong arm wrapped around her, she noticed his scent was different. She allowed herself to turn over and kiss him. Moving back from him, she realised the scent wasn't different; it was the same old cologne she would buy him every year, but she disliked it now. She wondered what it was that Bob had worn. She wished she had bought Ken some; then, she.