Somehow, our timings coincided with the swinging & cradling of the bus so much that we felt as though we are on cloud 9. Our sucking and slurping alternated with moaning due to the excitement we had.Only extra exercise I did to him was ass fingering. He writhed in pleasure and total bewilderment, enjoying each thrust of finger into his man pussy. I hid my face in between his thighs to treat his honey bag and the pots with my tongue. Soon, I announced that I had reached the summit to a crescendo and at the verge of cumming for which told me that he was also in the same status. As if we had ESP, I started releasing my cum into his mouth, in spurts, immediately followed by him. His honey-juice was thicker & stickier than mine, but very sweet. We swallowed most of it and regained original postures. I took his face in my hands, kissed him on the lips, thereby making us have a taste of cocktail of our own sperm juice.After this, he remarked that he never knew that the cum tasted very sweet. It was six month's later without a peep having been heard from Silvia. I had all but given up on ever really hearing anything, and had pretty much accepted that eventuality. It was a nice peaceful Saturday morning, and I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying a cup of coffee with Cindy, while the two of us sat reading the newspaper. It was then that my cell phone rang. "Hello?" Tom! Silvia!" She said heatedly into the phone. "You bastard!" She screamed at me. "You lying mother-fucking son of a bitch!"I put my hand over the receiver while she continued to rant and rave at me over the phone. "Guess who?" I said to Cindy.Finally when Silvia had run out of things to call me, I spoke."What's wrong Silvia?" I asked her calmly."You know damn well what's wrong Tom. "I'm going to lose the fucking cabin...and there's not a damn thing I can do about it!" Oh really?" I said..."And why's that?" Because they're building a fucking highway through there you rotten son of a bitch! I've got ninety.
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