Her makeup was heavy, shenoted, but beautifully done. Again, elegant, not cheap. The last timeshe had been here she had thought Amanda pretty, but she... had changed hermind: she was beautiful."Coffee, please," Dorothy said, sitting on the opposite sofa andsmoothing her wool skirt under her. Mandy had smiled; a genuine smileDorothy saw came from her eyes, and poured the coffee. It was then sherealised that a little girl ? Emma, she remembered ? was playing quietlyon the floor with her dolls."Emma,. It was just afriend looking after another friend." You didn't see his hard on!" Jemma smiled, messing with my hair. "Ithink that he thinks it's more than friends." But he's with you, Jemma," I said. "And he's a guy. There's no wayit's gonna happen. Trust me. I'm with Judith and I love her." Aw!" Judith pulled me into a big hug. "I love you, too, Josey. Youmight want to stop hugging Nigel though - he's getting the wrong idea.You let a guy put his arm around you, and he'll think that that. When he finished she sucked the remaining dribble then pulled up and looked at him. Her face split into a wide, sexy, satisfied smile. As she did, she allowed the semen to spill from her mouth, dripping down her chin to her chest. "Like that?" she asked as the clear and milky fluid hung in stretchy strands from her face to the wet stains on her shirt. "Jason taught me that,” she said, one hand on his chest, the other lazily stroking his softening cock. "He showed me this, too," she added, and. Suddenly without warning I felt a surge as warm semenbegan to fill my over stretched womb, and flow out ofmy vagina in splashes and globs. I could feel itrunning down into the crack of my ass and cover myasshole. Instantly I could no longer contain myself andI had built up the last wave of orgasm and yelled outas a torrent of release washed over me, likeelectricity. My vagina was contracting, pulsating andhungrily accepting it all the way in. I was panting andmoaning like a wild woman, holding.