We stopped at a light and I tried to think ofsomething to say. "Cooking for one?" I blurted out, blushingfuriously after I said it. What had gotten in...to me?"Afraid so. You too?" Yep," I sighed."Well, we should pool our resources sometime. I'll buy the foodif you cook it. Whaddaya say?" You haven't tasted my cooking." Can't be worse than mine."We got to my building. "Maybe not. Thanks for helping me out," Isaid as he handed me back my groceries."Any time. My name is Jack Traynor." I'm Kristin,". I guess she could tell, because she began fondling my sack and giving my tip little pecking kisses. I couldn't hold myself back, pushed beyond pleasure as we locked eyes before she smirked at the camera. "Cheese!" She called, as she pumped my shaft with her hand, still fondling with the other as cock lava erupted into her beautiful milk-chocolatey face. Spurts of cock cream covered her forehead, her left cheek, over a bit of her nose, most of it being spent on her lips and chin. She took it. Chris fucking my arse has gotten my cock rock hard again. I look over at Jacqueline, and Irene is slamming her pussy with the strap-on, Jacqueline is screaming in ecstasy. I grab my wife’s head and begin kissing her, after a few moments she pulls away. “Oh, oh, babe there, ah, ah, so fucking, aaahhh, good aren’t they?” Said Jacqueline, in between Irene’s thrusting. ”Oh, oh, love, your soooo right, they are,” I reply. I lock my lips on to my Jacqueline’s, and can feel her having one hell of an. Her attention was instantly drawn towards the window of the room where she'd been sitting through which burst a blinding flash of light. There was also a weird whistling that wasn't quite what she might have believed would herald the end of everything in the world that either she or Odile had ever known. Edith's eyes were scorched but as she wasn't immediately blinded, she could glimpse the rising column of smoke and dust four or five kilometres away. For Edith her the heat was more painful.