Then she gargles. The sound of music. A gulping swallow is not enough for me. I want my jism appreciated like the fine porridge that it is. She trills... it round her mouth. Tongue. Gums. Tonsils. Tasting. Chewing. Not swallowing.?Share it.?Jed’s neck twists and Candace leans over to drop the semen-saliva snowball into his open mouth. Then he gargles too. More music.?Again.?They repeat the dying swan embrace. Jed spits my gloop back to his wife.?Okay. You can swallow it now.?But the most important. . but seaplane pilots call it landing ... or water landing ... alighting is the correct term ... but...”“Saves confusion?” I said.“Yup ... no longer flying ... but not crashed.”“Ah ... the important distinction ... not crashed.”“The big lake is littered with failed carrier landings.”“They had carriers on the great lakes?”“Converted passenger steamers ... two of ‘em. Official historians claim that every carrier pilot trained in Lake Michigan.”“Why not use regular carriers?”“Every available. .." Well- we'll see," I say as I take my seat and the form session begins."It's not like she can stay in isolation forever..."With Sam absent, the first two lessons of the day go super smoothly,and when the bell rings to signify the start of break, I grin when Ihead outside to see our usual table completely empty. Suriya, Nicole,Megan and Harriet waste no time in parking themselves in the usualspots, but as I go to sit down, I remember the girl I'd promised ourfriendship to last night. I can't. At first my worst fears seemed true, I roamed the place and couldn't find a soul - it was like the Marie Celeste! I went into the steam room to get warmer and whilst there opened a packet of lube and greased my arse. But in the straight porn room was a plump older guy. The film showed a couple having intense anal sex and I was soon stroking my very stiff cock in front of the old gent and a younger guy who had arrived. The old guy came over and lowered his head to my cock - very soft warm and.