It was obvious that she had not yet swallowed the cum, as she was swirling it around in my mouth with her tongue. I was tasting male sperm for the fir...st time.My mind was in a whirl. I had just received the best BJ of my life and here I was tasting my own cum. OMG what next, I wondered?Finally, she broke the kiss and said, “How did you like that?”“Sally that was the best BJ, I ever received.” I replied.“Better than Nancy?” She asked.“Nancy never sucked my cock.” I replied. “She always. Forgive me, I mean new uniforms are very appealing to the older crowd. I, for example, have attended more games this year than I ever have, and I most assuredly am attracted to the cheerleaders and their attire.” “Oh thank you, Dean Malcomb. It means a lot for us to know that. As a reward for your opinions, I'd like to do a little extra for you.” Susan then quickly pulled her top up and over her head and tossed it to the side. Dean Malcomb groaned and sat back in his over-stuffed chair. . Sighing he did get back to work andstarted sifting through the boxes. There was his Sunday going down thedrain, but he couldn't deny Kyle the help. Too often that slacker hadhelped him out of a bad situation.Opening another box he fished out a glass vase with a narrow neck. Behindthe grime was colored glass. Once cleaned up it might even be pretty. "HeyKyle, maybe this is worth something."Kyle looked up. "What you got there? It looks a bit like a genie's bottle.Come on. Give it a rub."Andy. 'Nathan had by now sat forward a bit and his right hand was beginning to work its way up her leg."You're fucking soaking Tracey," he said to her. "Look I can see drips of your fucking fanny juice." I know!" she laughed. "I'm dripping like a tap here. Go on then do it!" she added as his fingers had reached her wet quim entrance. "You know you want too."With this he slipped two fingers easily up her cunt. An audible slurp could be heard as her lips closed around his fingers and he lowly began to.