As John was about to stop cumming, Roy let it go inside me! I guess the contact and warmth of John's seed was just too much. He scooted back and forth... underneath me to provide the strokes he needed to release. John just stood motionless with his cock buried in me waiting for Roy to finish. I could also feel Roy's cock twitch even harder as he filled me with his load. Both men were rooting and grunting like a couple of a****ls.When both men had finished, John backed out first and pulled some cum. I answered affirmatively and I hugged him while we kissed passionately. He had purchased two tickets for Mozart's "The Magic Flute" Opera in Chicago for next Saturday night. Frank informed me, that Susan did not like classical music, so he thought we could give Mozart's Opera a try.I told him, "I don't know, never been to a classical music opera, and therefore I'm looking forward to going to the Chicago Opera Theater."I was really interested so I read up about the "The Magic Flute" on the. “I love you!” I said.“I love you more, Davey!” she said sounding flirty.“There is no Hermann Gregoire, David!”“Really - See you later, kiddo!”I woke up the next morning, feeling rested, turned to my sister/wife and said, “What did you mean ‘There is no Hermann Gregoire?’”“Just what I said, I looked up the name and found no reference to it at all. Then I looked up just the last name, including all the local cemeteries to find anyone with that last name at all. I even paid $20 online for an. Later on in the day when it got slow I looked at her drug profile to find a little more about Sharon Smythe. I already knew what my night clerk had told me about her but drug profiles tell more. In my 36 month profile I saw she stopped her birth control almost 2 years before and started Prozac for a time. Only a few months ago she began birth control patches. Being the detective I looked for a Mr. Smythe and found one who had transferred his records to our Albany store 2 years before. This.