Her own orgasm started when the second, third then forth burst drenched her walls. Don’s balls continued to pump shot after shot of hot cum inside h...er canal, at a slower pace now, until finally he was exhausted. Terri, squeezing her ass muscles tight, managing to capture and hold Don’s hot sperm inside her pussy as they relaxed. In the meantime Carol had released Mike’s cock from her sucking lips and turned around with her back to him. Her fingers still holding his swollen member, she lowered. Where had that thought come from I wondered just as quickly?"We really need to shower now," she said when we had recovered. We had both worked up a good sweat, and the evening had slipped away from us before we sat up to go shower."I will definitely need to wash this sarong," she said picking it up from the bed after we had gotten up. I could see that there was a wet spot where our juices had leaked on to it. She put that spot at the bottom in the back as she put the sarong back on.I shook out. Thanks to Holly having her own house, and with Craig and Heather running interference and babysitting, we made love on an almost daily, sometimes hourly, basis. But all the sexual activity, all the knowledge that our time together was running out, couldn't mask a growing attraction that was much more than just physical. A week before I had to leave, we both knew it was time for "that" talk. After a late supper at the same Italian restaurant we'd gone to on our first night together, Holly. Since E; was a slightly prejudiced old white guy, I enjoyed having him help me prep and get ready to go downstairs to find a potential Black costar. Yes, living in a nasty neighborhood where one gets a reputation fairly fast worked fine for me. My favorite weekend fun eventually became going to ghetto after bar parties but that is another story………..inviting kinky Black Men up to my place to party while my white boyfriend filmed is where we are now in my story. A bit of leg & cleavage tease,.