We turned on a sitcom and were intently watching when Danny grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs. I gently rubbed her groin through her swea...ts. The way we had the blanket pulled up it made a tent so none of our movements could be seen by my wife sitting four feet away. I slid my hand under her waistband and was surprised she wasn’t wearing any panties. She parted her legs as I inched my way down to her warm pussy. She reached down and placed her hand on top of mine and guided me to. I had decided that my pictures had to be different. I wanted to show my cock, but I wanted it to be artistic in some way. I know, contradiction in terms (please forget the pun of contra-dick-ion, I honestly couldn’t make these up if I tried). So out comes the camera and I sit on the bed willing myself to get a hard-on and keep it there while I take the photo. I have arranged the bedclothes appropriately and I have on some pants. I wouldn’t call them sexy, as they belong to a bloke. Since when. In a moment, I am going to empty my balls into your pretty mouth. Every drop needs to go into your belly. I’ll warn you right before I climax. The first blast will be massive but the second will be a little easier to handle. I have to tell you that I spurt five or six times so be prepared to suck for some time.Jack watched Ramos for several minutes. Ramos was working his hands and mouth so hard, sweat started to drip from his cute nose.Jack: Here it comes, Baby!Some of the first massive. "CDs, discs, cassette tapes even. It's a tradition. Brandon started it. Whoever's birthday it is, gets to choose the music." She made a face. "He was fourteen. We had to listen to boyband music." At least I don't still listen to it, Ms. Heartthrob Seven," Brandon called from the back seat. It's hard to hear in a van sometimes."Yeah, and like the next year was much better," Zach retorted. "Remember ABBA? That shit must be about a million years old."About as old as Garfield, I thought.