And cocks that pointed up, cocks that pointed down, cocks that pointed straight out. Even some bent way out to the side. And the range of cum varied f...om truly sugar sweet to bittersweet to downright fucking nasty. In volume amounts that were equally varied.Well, I worked at Bernie's Seafront Bar and Cafe on and off for about five years or so. Probably once or twice a month. And not once did any of the customers catch on to the fact that it was a guy's mouth on their pricks. Nor did I ever hear. Though they had seen Kris around the castle a couple of times, they had never seen him dressed up and it caused them to look at him differently. They were sure they had seen him befor though they couldn't quite be sure of whom he was or were they had saw him. Walking up the heads footmen bowed befor them. "May I take though's coat Siiiir...." He trailed off purpousefully trying to get the name of the young man he KNEW he had met befor. But befor Kris could answer Lillith intergected giving. My excitement began to boil over; I dipped my finger into her juices and rimmed her pussy lips before bringing it to my mouth and tasting it. Smiling up at her I saw the excitement on her face, her lips tight as first a whimper then a moan escaped them. Leaning back on the bed she brought her arse closer to the edge, I now inserted a finger deep into her pussy, then two more to feel the slipperiness of the folds of flesh. I raised my fingers to her mouth, she closed her eyes and tasted herself. I suppose it can stress me out since I’m not really happy there, but it’s not like I have anywhere else to go. Whenever I get anxious about it, though, Chloe holds my hands and looks into my eyes. I just lose myself in there, and she tells me how amazing I am and how much she loves me and how I could stay at home and make food while she brings home a million dollars a month from her designing gigs.Damn, she’s so beautiful. My best description is that she looks like a princess, like Snow White.