She was fighting to breath as the fantasy overwhelmed her. “What happens?” I pleaded. “I drop myself onto her mouth and she—oh fuck! She licks...me until I’m screaming—screaming—“ Sonya promptly started screaming, coming harder than I’d ever seen before. “Wow,” I smiled. I was already anxious to re-watch the video of Sonya’s orgasm. Sonya shook herself back to reality. “Is that really something you want to do?” I asked. “I don’t know. But it sure is hot to think about.” “Yeah.” Sonya and I both. It had ended when the police caught us screwing around with this tattoo artist. I kinda felt bad the tattoo artist died in jail. But it wasn't my fault the cops caught him enjoying our u******e snatch.“Pee in my mouth,” I moaned, putting that morbid thought aside.“Here it comes, sister slut!”The pee splashed hot into my lips, salty and acrid. I slurped it down, the nasty liquid pouring down my throat. More trickled out of my lips, dripping down to my perky tits. My pussy clenched with the. Her pussy squirmed under me and, by the time my tongue had licked everything up to her mons again, her loud purring was delighting my sense of hearing. When I reached that point, I raised my head to see how Duane was doing. He was doing quite well, Jessica had started to do things to him that were very similar to what I was doing to her. I didn’t watch very long, but I saw her tongue as it slowly stroked his crotch, from his ass to his scrotum, and started up the underside of his balls. He. Now he moved to the head of the table and leaned over to rub down her back. As he did so, this naturally led his cock to push against the top of her head and the tips of her fingers as they were held on the edge of the table. This was obviously no accident and she was getting more stimulated imagining what might come next and imagining that bulge being released to free his cock into what would be her waiting mouth. As he rocked forward with each stroke down her back she could feel his cock push.