Holding his balls tightly in one hand, the cheek of his ass in the other, she opened her mouth wide, her tongue sticking out. He held the head of his cock about two inches from her open mouth, his fist sliding back and forth swiftly.

She looked down at the head of his cock and waited. She was breathing heavily with excitement because the other four were now watching her and Burt.

With a grunt, Burt came off.

His thick creamy cum spurted from the piss hole of his cock; splashing into Susan's open mouth. She watched his sweet cum juice fly from his prick, her mouth being filled with it.

The taste of Burt's jism was sweet. She held her mouth wide open as he seemed to squirt time and again with a never-ending stream of fuck juice. Her mouth filled, and she had to swallow, the last spurt or two of jizz splashing over her lips and chin.

As Burt sat down next to Susan, she licked at the fuck juice clinging to her lips, sighing with pleasure. Her lips glistened, and her eyes glowed, and she smiled at the teenagers sprawled around the room, legs and arms wide, cocks and cunts exposed.

After a minute or so, Susan got to her feet.

"Anyone care for iced tea?" she asked.

They all wanted some, and she went to the kitchen for it. She could feel their gazes on her naked ass and thighs and could not resist the impulse to wiggle her ass for them.

As she poured the tea over the ice cubes, Susan thought back to how this came about. It had been sudden, and so much had happened in such a short time. But she felt no regrets, no remorse. On the contrary, she was now happier than she had been in months.

She looked out the kitchen window at the small garden in one corner of the back yard.

That was where it started, she remembered, and such a short time ago, too.