Brown?" cried Phoebe as she jumped up and down on the couch. "Miss Perkins, dance with me!"The two of them twirled around each other, spinning their m...nuscule skirts, grabbing opportunities to touch each other, pinch a tit or slap each other's bottom while Mr. Brown flashed his camera at whatever target he could find."Wonderful!" he cried. "You've never been better!"Penny wasn't sure to whom he was addressing that remark, but she didn't care; she was lost and giddy in an ecstasy of passion for. "What are you doing, where have you been?" I questioned her."Oh, well seeing as how you 'love' my farts, as you said in your story, I thought I'd give you more than you could handle," She chuckled devilishly."and if you thought my farts were fragrant before wait 'til you smell the batch I'm brewing up for you now!" She laughed again before gorging on a spponful of beans. She then sat over me making me watch her eat it up."While you've been laying here," She explained with her mouth full, "I've. Another cock was forced into my face and then my mouth. It was sweaty and stinky and tasted like crap. But I sucked it until it spewed warm cum into my mouth and face. As soon as he wiped himself off on my hair and moved away, another dick was entering my throat. The same was happening to my pussy. Some would cum inside me, others would shoot themselves on my stomach and chest. I worked to please each of them. Arching my back, moaning when I could, licking and sucking dick like I had been doing. He still had burley forearms and a barrel chest but his belly pushed his belt out farther than he would have liked. His black, curly head of hair that he's taken for granted in his twenties, was retreating from his forehead as he stepped over the line of forty, but hadn't quite surrendered. He had the square jaw of the Irish.Kevin kept the lighting on the low side in the long, narrow barroom, but not overly so. He wasn't sure why; the effect was to soften some aspects of reality and make it.