Tasha moaned a little as I ran my lips and tongue over her body tracing small circles over her bruises being careful not to hurt her. I continued down...her body placing kisses all along her body making her moan and gyrate her body beneath me. When I got to her hips I looked up to see if she gave me any signal to continue. Her head was rolled back on the pillow so I decided to just go for it. I kissed along her thigh on her fight leg slowly making my way to her pussy. I hovered over her pussy. .. and Kimberly."He's kind of cute..." Look, his nose is bleeding..." Isn't he a bit young..." Why didn't Lil tell us..." He looks a bit angry..." How can we be sure that he's..."For a while it was a cacophony while all the seven or eight women talked at the same time. For once the little guys inside my head were silent as they were looking at the women standing together looking at me. None of them had any disguise and all of them were dressed casually in clothes you might wear while at home.. My ample curves jiggle as I make my way back to bed. My clit is throbbing and my pussy is already getting wet as I catch sight of the clothes pins again. I know down to my toes, when the first message comes across from him, that all forty four will come into play at some point in the day. His first direction of the morning is to take the blue marker and write his name over each of my nipples. I gladly comply. They are his after all, why not mark them so? I do not have to wait long to see how. I’m slowly daring to peek into the room a bit further. Can’t see her face! Hidden behind her blanket. Good! I’m sliding my hand inside my trackpants and start stroking my dick. I can’t help myself. As if this show wasn’t already blissful enough her second hand makes an appearance. From the back. Sliding her fingers down her butt crack, pushing against her asshole. Incredible! Circling her asshole sliding up and down her hole. Dipping into her wet pussy. Smearing her wetness all over her.