Connie had to feel my cream bursting all over her mouth, but she made a reciprocal “Mmm,” sound as my stuff spurted out of me. Looking down I saw ...her throat pulsing as though she was swallowing. Swallowing! That’s what she was doing, she was swallowing my cum. How weird was that?Yet, shocked as I was, ashamed as I was, I could not deny that the sensation of climaxing in a woman’s willing mouth was beyond any words. I was aware of my immediate softening as Connie raised her head, green eyes. There would be much planning to do and other more important things started to fill her mind.Friday night was just two days away so she figured there was a need to go do some shopping. She grabbed her late husband’s BMW keys again and drove to a department store and bought various sets and types of some sexy lingerie. She also purchased various pairs of hosiery, and then some sexy looking pairs of high heeled shoes.Finished and satisfied with the variety of what she just bought, she then drove. The last thing he wanted was to make things awkward again. They held each other quietly until she excused herself to go to the bathroom.Slowly, he sat up while she was gone. His chest still hurt, but it was better. He leaned back and relaxed, trying to figure out his next move. He didn't want to say the words, even in his own head, but he knew exactly how he felt about her. She seemed to feel the same, but there was something wrong. Was she afraid this was some sort of Florence Nightingale. Burt went toward him and grabbed Larry's undeveloped upper arm. Hedragged him over to Erin, manhandled him into a kneeling position behindher, and put one large hand on top of Larry's head."Go on," Burt said. "Get those ruby red lips on the pretty lady's ass.Give her a big kiss to apologize for lying to her and not admittingyou're hot for guys." He pushed Larry's head forward until his face wasfirmly against her posterior, his nose wedged into her the valley of herbutt, her cheeks mostly.