When my balls finally contracted and began shooting out their essence, I held Martha's head to my pelvis, all of my length buried in her throat.
The older woman had no struggles, and I pumped my seeds straight into her stomach. When I finally let go, she slowly unplugged her mouth and then sucked the top of my cock, savoring anything left in my pipe.
"For a woman whose pussy is dripping, you sure are exercising a lot of control. What silly thing have you been up to in my absence?"
"Nothing," Martha said, bringing out a hankie to wipe her mouth while I tucked in my dick.
"How much longer are you going to be here?"
Martha raised a brow at my question, but looking at the clock on the wall gave me an answer.
"One more hour."
"Okay, I'll be waiting outside."
"You don't need to. I can go home on my own."
"True, but you're my woman. I can't just leave you. Also, I told Valera I was coming to get you."
