Most of her friends said cum tasted salty, but his tasted sweet, kinda like sugar cookies. This made her want to taste more.She parted her lips and be...an sucking on the head, wanting more of that sweet substance. More of his dick slipped into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat, poking her uvula. She started to freak out because she couldn't breathe, but the magic in the air quickly calmed her. She started breathing through her nose and sliding her mouth back and forth on his dick.It. I’m still terrified of them finding out about this, you know...” He paused for several moments. “I guess my point is, if I could do it again, there would be things I’d do differently.”I took a deep breath and collected my thoughts before I spoke. “Anthony, listen to me. First, my brothers aren’t going to find out what we’re doing, so please stop worrying about that. We’re sneaky and being careful. Also, they aren’t that smart, okay?”We smiled at each other, and for the first time I really felt. I glanced at Lana, her arms crossed so tight, her thighs pressed together. Her cheeks were flushed and her nipples tented her bra. I bet she had a hot pussy, too. But this was all so weird to her. Her mother was cuddled naked beside me.“Becky, Truth or Dare.”“Dare, of course,” Becky said, her blue eyes twinkling.I stared at those big boobs. “I dare you to give me a titty fuck.”“A what?” Lana asked.“Something that’s a lot of fun for the guy, honey,” Mrs. Teller said. “Or the futanari.”Becky. In short order, I was married to Roger in a private ceremony and set upas his sexy wife, exiled to domestic servitude. I spend my days now,keeping our house spotless, tending to every domestic detail andkeeping myself as sexy as I possibly can. Last night, Roger hated thedress I had on to greet him when he got home. He ripped it off me andtook his belt to my ass. I know how to keep my husband happy."Hello, Darling. And who are our guests tonight? I'm so glad you came."Like hell! I'll.