It's been two years since I've been with them, but I realized I never documented our third and final time together, and I wanted to be sure to do that before the memories were lost for good. See my submission history for the rest of the saga.
Our third and final encounter took place one week after the second time. We were all really enjoying each other, and couldn't wait for more. Gwen had been texting me all week, sending naughty pictures and doing everything she could to get me into a frenzy. This proved to be very successful. She told me she had something special planned, but would say nothing more, nor offer any hint. My senses were on high alert.
When she opened the door to let me in that night, she was wearing nothing but a black lace bra and matching panties. She pulled me inside by my jacket without a word and dropped to her knees. Without a sound she worked my jeans down to my ankles and swallowed my cock to the hilt. This was a new form of greeting that I could get used to. She cupped my balls in her hand and slowly bobbed her head up and down on my shaft, soaking it. One by one she gently sucked each testicle into her soft warm mouth and rolled her tongue over it, swirling. Then without warning she stood up, gave me a sexy grin, grabbed my cock firmly in her hand and led me into the bedroom.