"When Clare said that, I shot my first rope of cum into her pussy, and the more her pussy muscles squeezed my dick, the more I seemed to shoot cum int...o her pussy."Oh yes baby, I feel your hot cum filling my pussy up, don't stop. I'm about to cum too."I flexed my hips to drive my dick into Clare's pussy deeper into her, which seemed to have done the trick for her, cause she then started cumming and it was the first time she didn't squirt it out all over us, but she did have a flow of cum flowing. After a year and a half, I had kind ofgiven up hope and quit talking about this fantasy. Then, one evening over a candle light dinner, Ibrought the subject up again. I told her that once Istarted to cum, I would chicken out and lose alldesire to eat it. I practically begged her over ourtable to feed it to me. She said she completelyunderstood my feelings and that even though she wouldlove to share this with me, she was not going to forceme to do something I could not bring myself to do. I said. As she takes my cock into her mouth she feels my tongue against her hole. Her dick twitching as my tongue circles around her sweet hole.I sense that and wrap one hand around her leg and grab a hold of her dick. I can feel her precum on her tip as I slowly jerk her off. My tongue sliding into her hole. Her taste overwhelms my senses as I begin to devour her ass. Squeezing her cheek with one hand and jerking her dick off with the other.She takes my cock out of her mouth as she begins to moan,. “Oh, you read that we can go 600 mph, but we announced we are only 480 mph?”“Yes, exactly.”“To tell the truth, we aren’t in any hurry, so we set the speed to our usual standard.”“But aren’t planes wind-tunnel-tested for their optimal speed, and not a ‘usual standard,’ as you call it?” I asked.“I see your point Mr. Summers – we can crank it up, if you like? All right, Mr. Knowles?” John asked.“Certainly, I have got a gut hunch we all may be working for Mr. Summers here before too long,” Mr..