She just has to keep reminding herself to stop offering them drinks when she goes to refill her glass. Her apartment is not that big so the tour does ...ot take long. When she shows Dirty her room he walks over to the shelf that holds Chayne’s glass pieces in. Being the bong man he is he finds pleasure in such a well versed smoker. Chayne is debating on whether or not she should crack open that second bottle of wine. The fact that she is running on low and hasn’t eaten all day leave her feeling. "I'm just tryin' to get closer. I'm scared. And cold."Okay. I was scared too, but it had nothing to do with the propensity of tornadoes to run through trailer parks. No, mine was more of "we, the jury, find the defendant guilty..."And there was another wiggle. And Cindy's face turned toward mine. A lightning flash illuminated her for a brief moment showing me those beautiful eyes and lips slightly parted. I don't know why I bent my face closer, but I did, licking my lips for moisture. And her. My sister forced me to eat her pussy while she sat on the toilet seat, making it so that my entire face was inside the toilet seat and my chin was only six inches from the water in the toilet. She had an intense orgasm and smeared her pussy juice all over my face, then held my head in place while she peed in the toilet just inches from my nose. I felt completely used and humiliated, but had the ability to keep my secret a secret.The next night, she forced me to munch on the crotch my cousin's. Watching Alexandre topless and only wearing shorts was a daily pastime for Martin. The glistening glow of the ebony god tending his garden became a thing of total wonder. Cock in hand Martin would daily beat his meat as Alexandre went about his daily duties outdoors.Alexandre was no fool and realized that he was working for a gay couple. He also knew that Martin was constantly watching him. Although Alexandre was essentially straight, as a teenager he had partaken in sexual activity with.