I fucking love it. You can feed me your piss lovingly, or chase me down, throw me to the ground and violate my mouth forcefully. I love it either way....And probably any other way you can come up with. Can’t you tell?” I asked, glancing down at my once-again rigid and quivering pole. I burped a couple of times more, getting the air out of my stomach. I was full to the brim with my sisters’ piss.“Ha ha, I guess so! Duly noted. I’ll think of other ways to feed you,. Isne video bhabhi ko bhej di aur us raat unka kaam ho gya ab mai isko kisi na kisi bahane se message karne laga and non veg message bhi bhejne laga ye bhi kisi na kisi bahane se mere se videos lene lagiEk din maine isko bola dekh teri shaadi ho gyi hai and teri friend ki bhi ho gyi hai means meri bhabhi tum log video dekhte ho and fir mazze karte ho meri socho. Isne meri baat kaat di and idhar udhar ki baat karne lagi agle din raat ko maine isko apne lund ki pic bhej di and message karke bola. "Yuri: "its just a blow job..."The next few days were difficult to get use to. Everyday tasks were met with rounding a turn in my kitchen only to see Zach getting another blow job. He was a machine, getting 2,3 sometimes 4 blow jobs a day. If it was 3 or 4 a day, Yuri really had to work to get that load out of him but she always did, so maybe she was the machine here. The odd thing was, she never swallowed my loads before this whole arrangement but was willing to swallow his on day 1....One. I wanted it to split me open, to fill me like no other could. I wanted another dose of his hot cream shooting into me. I shook my head and looked away. I gathered my thoughts and found my wrist pouch. I had to get out of here. I hated awkward "morning afters." I stood on my aching feet, realizing I had slept with my heels on. I dug in the pouch for my phone and crossed the apartment quickly, thankful the carpet hid the sound of my heels. I didn't bother fetching my panties from around John's.