I love you,” I said.But she had already hung up. Forgetting what we had agreed, I called an hour earlier on Thursday night.“You’re early,” Jud... said, half surprised, half resentfully.Her voice sounded slightly dazed or maybe a little slurred.“I’m sorry. Have I called at a bad time?” I asked.“N…No,” she replied.Suddenly there was a noise in the background. This time there was no doubt; it was unmistakeably the sound of a toilet being flushed followed by a shower running.“Is everything okay?” I. I could barely sleep and needed to get off something fierce.I was near sheer desperation, and began to think that sucking cock"wasn't so bad". I still haven't dated in almost a year, and sexually,I was a confused mush. I had considered every strategy, and figuredthat even if I blow her men, there was no guarantee that she'll let meout of this evil contraption, but sucking cock seemed to be my onlyhope, slim as it may be. Realizing that, in a burst of 110%desperation, I spent another half of. “You need something, Marie...” Carl pounded me harder as I felt him shoot several ropes of his juicy cum into my bowels. Then he said, “Can’t you see I am breeding Bill’s fuck toy.” He pulled out of my gapping asshole and soon filled by Henry’s cook leaving my sore mouth free. Or I thought. Marie now stood in front of me, pulled my face upwards by my long hair. She smirked and then spit into my face. What she did next totally surprised me. She lifted her flowing skirt, dropped her panties and. Love, American Style,That’s you and me.MARTHA and MARYwere up to speedWe pledge our love‘neath the same old moon,But it shines red andwhite and blue now.Upon this land of hopesand dreams, my love,Where all I hope for tis of theeLove, American Style,Truer than the Red,White and Blue.Love, American Style,That’s me and you.(INSTRUMENTAL BREAK)And in this landof hopes and dreams, my love,All that I hope for tis of thee(Love, Love, Love)CLAP(Love, Love, Love)Everybody Was SingingLove, American.