Hi again, Mandy here. Loved your comments so thought I needed to tell some more. After feeding my boyfriend my own take on "salted" caramel chocolate cake, I wanted to repeat it in other recipes. My boss had provided the "saltiness" for the cake, including his seed which he relished depositing deep in my vagina, much of which ended up in the cake as well as my womb. The sex he gave me was amazing and as my sex drive was and still is hyper, I wanted more of the same. He knew I'd used his spunk in my cake, collecting the excess which leaked from my pussy and adding it to the cake filling. He also knew I fed it to my boyfriend, which he thought fantastic, revelling in the fact that he'd fucked me and put his sperm up me just after my boyfriend had left. Over the next few months, we had quite a torrid affair. My boss had a great physique for a man in his mid-40s including a big cock which really sorted me out! Over 20 years older than me, but he really knew how to fuck. He was a great repeater, staying hard after cumming, then fucking some more again and again. He came quite heavily at least for the first 4 times before ejaculating a more normal amount of semen in subsequent fucks. He was good at sex and we screwed in lots of positions. I'm only 5ft 2 and he would lift me onto his cock and fuck me in mid air, both my legs off the ground and wrapped around his waste, his thrusts bouncing me up and down on his hard cock. Sometimes he'd do me like this up against a wall when my poor pussy took a pounding before making it spasm uncontrollably and causing me to explode sex juices all over the floor. This happened regularly in his office after staff had left. We would fuck at least once a week in his office when he'd ejaculate inside me at least 3 times, sometimes as many as 5 times. I'd arrive home with my panties soaked in semen, exhausted and immediately ready for bed after a quick bite to eat. The next morning I'd look at my panties which I'd removed before bed - they were stiff and crusty, not just the gussett but the front and back as well, covered in dried spunk. My boyfriend will sometimes take my panties home with him, says he likes to sniff them and remind himself of the sex we had the previous evening. Once I switched a pair I was wearing with a similar