Still moving in and out I could feel my cock getting harder as I felt a spurt then my load shot deep into Emma’s pussy making her cum again, rolling... off I lay breathing heavy Emma lay skirt around her waist and legs open “MMMMMMMM that felt good”. We arrived home not long after and chilled for the evening, the following day was their last day as the next morning they were getting the plane home, I was in my office on going some work, the wife had taken Emma out shopping and Frances was having a. I have my own concept of playing that is only inside my mind, to enjoy wherever I am and whatever I do.At a young age, I already knew what I wanted in life, and that was to be a wife. To have my own family that I loved. To raise a dozen beautiful children of my own. I wanted to be so in love that my heart overflowed love through my eyes. My heart would beat so fast that I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. And someone special would always be in my mind or I would be dreaming. She grabbed his cock, Debbie held his balls and said, “now Ollie!”“Aaaaaggghh!” His hips and cock bucked forward squirting a string of come that splashed onto my face, then another on my tits and more over my belly and pussy.Debbie stepped forward and scooped up some cum from my tits.“This is semen or 'cum', the stuff that gets you pregnant. Come forward if you want to smell or taste it.” A few adventurous girls dipped fingers into the puddles on my belly and tasted it.At that moment the bell. We came to her door, which she opened and she led me inside. "Here, have a seat," she said as she pulled out a chair from her dining table in the kitchen. "Let me go get my purse in the bedroom." I sat there, and waited before she shrieked, "Fuck!" She came from down the dark hall and said, "I must've locked my bedroom door on the way out earlier. Do yo think you could help me out?" she continued as she grabbed my hand and led me down the hallway. What the hell was I doing here? I'm not a.