Green Skirt

"Here, let me sit closer to him?" the blonde asked. With a shrug, the brunette surrendered her seat, sliding over to the blonde's vacated chair who in turn sat down next to Matt.

"Hi," the blonde smiled up at Matt as she took his cock into her hand, squeezing and kneading it like a mass of dough.

"Hello," he replied softly while the blonde worked on his erection.

At that point, the fourth female who had been sitting on that side of the room brought her own chair over closer to the group, watching the sharing activity. The blonde seemed intent on making Matt cum immediately. She tugged on his cock with quick, short jerks. Trying to **** him to shoot.

"Mind if I have a feel?" the woman in the green skirt asked, reaching across the brunette to grab hold of Matt's dick.

As luck would have it, she grabbed Matt's cock at just the right time. Or wrong. Depending on one's view. For as soon as she wrapped her hand around his meat-stick, it blew up on her. Thick jets of cum spurting from the head to splash across the blonde's bare thighs.

"Oh, shit!" the woman in the green skirt laughed and pulled back and forth on the spewing cock, milking out all of its hot sperm. The surprised blonde snapped into an upright position when the gooey spunk rained down on her flesh. She started to laugh as more and more of the nut-cream glazed her upper legs. Casting a quick glance at the blonde, the woman in the green skirt also laughed, saying, "Sorry" as she finished off Matt.

"I wasn't exactly expecting that!" the blonde snickered.

The drained Matt took a couple of deep breaths before replying, "Well, you were the one worried about it spitting."