He just stood there and and wanked himself. With one finger he worked on the pisshole of his enormous glans from time to time, which was covered with ...ome sticky dripping fluid. While I blew the blond, I waved to the Turk to come over and massaged his balls a little. His scrotum was firm and the balls nice and plump. I turned back to the darkhaired, who greedily rubbed his cock over my fuckmouth and pushed it right into me down deeply. I could feel his glans in my throat. I blew him hard for a. I wondered if her fiance had ever gotten her to make the sounds I'd gotten from her in only a few minutes."Oh fuck, don't stop, don't stop," she begged, "I'm gonna cum."Music to my ears. I went faster, harder. And soon the slim, stacked, big breasted blonde was screaming as she gushed her girlcum all over my fingers."Fuck ME" she yelled, her hands digging into my shoulder as she shivered and came buckets, leaving my fingers all sticky. I'd thought she'd been tight when I was fucking her but the. Well, no matter the reason why, he was glad to see her parading around like his own personal slut. “She must really be frustrated,” Brett thought to himself.Debbie prepared dinner for the family occasionally coming over to tease Brett. Once she slipped up behind him and licked the back of his neck up to his earlobe. Another time she asked Brett if she could change the TV channel for him. She made sure the kids weren’t in the room and then proceeded to turn the TV channel by bending at the. ..”He tried hard to steady his breath.“We’re sailing for sunset,” she nodded, “Come with us.”“Us?”She smiled again, lifting her lithe, ice-white leg, and stepped off. Owen sprang, horrified, to catch her. But she hadn’t fallen. She stood just over the precipice, at the top of a dizzying, ancient staircase, cut right into the side of the cliff.“Oh,” she flashed him a smirk, “... My hero.”The girl held out her hand. But looking down the narrow, twisting steps to the sea, Owen felt his stomach.