As soon as it hit my tongue, 7 more shots of warm, sticky, slimy liquid hit my taste buds. It was then that I realized that my own cum was dripping ou... my ass and coating my tongue. “Get dressed whore.” She finally said to me. “You’re done here for the night.”I got up and gathered my costume and began to leave. “Where do you think you are going?” she asked.“To go get dressed.” I said.“Everything you need is right in this room. I already have the rest of your things packed and in the car.” She. He was asleep, laying on his side facing away from us.I opened my eyes and stretched my arms. As they stretched out, my fingertips brushed along Mary's bare leg. Mary started slightly at the touch, goosebumps forming where I had touched her. With slow movements, I stroked her leg with a feather touch, and I could see goosebumps spreading down her leg. I worked my way down one leg and then switched to the other, working my way up. I started to move my hand inside her thigh, stroking up towards. "This is my boss, Mr. Nelson. You will call him Sir. You are going to help me get a promotion. Come kiss him hello." Tabby walked over to him. He was around 50 and only an inch or two taller than her. He was quite fat and going bald. She walked up to him and placed her lips to his. He promptly shoved his tongue into her mouth and grabbed her tits. "Go start supper and bring us beers." The men went into the living room and sat down. Tabby got the beers first, and then looked to see what. There were two this time, and the wiggling sensation that they produced was decidedly odd. He squirmed around a bit on the table, trying to get away from those fingers. The man who was working on him chuckled in a rich baritone voice, and hooked his fingers to pull his ass back to where it belonged. As he did so, the tips of his fingers brushed across a special spot deep inside of him that made him cry out for an entirely different reason.It was like a bolt of electricity had been shot up his.