I watched as my jizz blasted from my pulsing hard-on. After I milked my cock fully, I began to scoop up my own cum and take it into my mouth. I though...t to myself, "I am a cock sucker..."my mind was spinning, trying to grasp my new reality.After a few moments I got up, cleaned myself off and got dressed. I looked through the house expecting to see the house ransacked, but the only thing I could find missing was my wallet and the video camera. Nothing else was gone.I had no hope of sleeping. I figured with the other guys here, my odds of getting anywhere with the girls was slim, besides the ladies hadn’t allowed me the opportunity to try to this point. I decided that nice as it was to have these two pretty ladies touching and flirting with me, they were married. That being the case, it didn’t seem likely that this night was heading in the right direction. I made up my mind that I’d just slip out and head home to jerk off. As I opened the door to the bathroom, just to the right of. Jennifer's skin there was beautiful, light brown and flawless. Under my tongue, it was silky soft and warm and vibrant. I could apply quite a bit of pressure, and I did, as my mouth slowly traveled down the inside of the cheek. One nice thing about this kind of sex with a woman who has a big, beautiful ass such as hers is that my tongue can spend a long time caressing her, and never cover the same place twice. We had gotten to bed early, deliberately on my part, so I could spend a long time. The night guard was apparently on his rounds.Stepping out in the street, the Venezuelan humidity slammed her in the face. A sheen of sweat sprang up almost immediately. What did we do before air conditioning? She wondered. The garage was just across the street. Brenda was thankful for that. She usually wore heels to the office because she felt more dressed that way. The short dress was for comfort, so much cooler in the heat than any kind of pants.There was of course no traffic.Crossing.