Plus, if you keep making me cum as much as you do, I think my balls will fall off."Becky snuggled into me and said, "As you wish, sir, but can I at le...st clean your face off?" She then proceeded to do so, with her tongue."You seem to be enjoying the taste of pussy," I said."Well, it's growing on me. I certainly don't mind it," Becky responded."Just your own?" I asked."I don't know yet, sir," she replied. "I haven't tried anyone else's, have I?"When I was clean, and I had snuggled with her a. Meredith: In a convincing tone: “Look I was wrong to enter our camp in a cheer competition without your permission. “Put me on KP! You know stinky trash detail. But, don’t spank me, please Ms. Campbell,” Meredith pleaded. Her mom Janice would appreciate the help in the kitchen as she doubled as coach and cook at the camp. After her husband left them high and dry, they needed the extra money. Meredith batted her eyes at the camp owner to sell her sincerity and willingness to serve an alternate. I had to do this, for the sake of us, I didn’t have a choice, hopefully my phone was still recording so Rita could see that I didn’t. I stood up and started my slow walk over to her and then she put her hand up signaling me to stop.“No, crawl over to me, you’re gonna be down there anyway might as well start now.”I wanted to throw her out of a window. As if this wasn’t embarrassing enough now I have to crawl to her like a slave? It was getting really hard to hide my anger. I did as she said and. "We drank and chatted quietly for a while until Dee said, "Fuck, it's no good, I hate these damn chairs, I need to stretch out." I watched her walk, swaying slightly, over to the airbed where she kicked off her sandals and lay down. "Come on," she said, "We can't talk with you over there."As I lay down she stretched her arms over her head which was resting on the in-built pillow. I laid next to her unable to avert my eyes from the tight t-shirt stretched over her B-cup tits. I'd suspected.