As she gasped from the rush of the new sensation, Carmen's throat filled with the first spurt of thick, lumpy feed that smelled and tasted exactly lik... nut batter, probably sharing a distant Precambrian ancestor with human spermatozoa. She swallowed the load as best she could, but one gulp was never enough to clear her mouth and the next rope always came faster than the last one could go down. Swallowing the plant’s cum was a race against drowning, a race she would constantly feel like she was. Coming back up to her lips and bringing my hands around to those soft mounds pressed so hard into my chest I could feel the nipples jutting into my chest. I cupped the underside and rubbed it through the fabric eliciting a moan from her as she kissed me back fervently.“God, take me to bed!” I picked her up without further ado as I had last night and carried her into the hall way she directed me all the way back and on the left. I entered her room the most feminine part of the house. Laying her. “Rick Dalton, you don’t know just how close you are to biting off more than you can chew, with those remarks.” Ms Pierson looked at me a smiled.“I can assure you, if I ever get my mouth on what I am looking at, I’d be more concerned with kissing and licking than I would be with chewing.” I told her and stuck my long tongue out in a mock lick around my lips.Ms. Pierson stopped dead in her tracks and just stood staring at me as I turned and jogged back to where she was standing. She had a look on. A squad of soldiers 1st Battalion, 23rd Infantry Regiment, all pledged to Master escorted me in. They were all young and rugged men, and very sexy in their fatigues and bulky body armor. And their big guns, my juices trickled down my thighs! I could feel their eyes on my taut body. I wore a micro skirt that barely covered my rear and thigh-high fishnets. And no panties, I had to be ready to be fucked. Stiletto heels gave my ass more shape and added an extra, sexy sway to my walk. My blouse was.