The odor hung thickly in the air, a tangible gas she could actually taste when she opened her mouth. In a blast of euphoria, Melanie suddenly realized...she was permitted to touch someone else’s shit. She could feel the slime on her fingers! She was being allowed and encouraged to touch it–her teacher had told her feel down there, and she’d just said that it was OK….Why shouldn’t she make her own mess, too? Oh God, she thought, maybe we can play with it together! Melanie’s legs shook again as her. I guess it was obvious from the look of awe on my face.“Honest babe! I think it’s hot.” Bud said.I have to be honest. After watching a couple of hours of sex, an actual gangbang, or I guess it’s a gang rape, right before my eyes, I’m horny enough to take Julie’s place for a while. I can’t help wondering if Bud could really see me have sex with JR and not resent it later.I looked at JR, first at his throbbing cock, then at the confident look on his face and I REALLY want to. I looked back at. Mom quivered and moaned as I raked my tongue through her treasure. Her flavor was different from any I’d ever had before, indescribable. She didn’t taste like a woman who’d had sex in a very long time. Clean, pure, delicious. Mom came like a cannon, silently and gushing. Thick mucousy cum filled my mouth and flowed down my throat. She was still spasming when I rose and positioned myself at her entrance. Her hands clutched at me as I pushed inside, stretching her. Yes, Mom had a tight pussy,. Apart from a slight ache in his right leg and a few minor cuts to his knees and feet he was relatively okay. Heather wasn’t so lucky. She was badly hurt in the accident. His guilty conscience got the better of him. He decided to feign a limp. The dark sky beyond the windows was turning into a lighter shade of grey, the sound of birdsong signalling the beginning of a new day, a fleeting glance at the clock on the white painted wall letting him know it was approaching six o’clock, a squeaking.