“Suck it gig! Drink my piss! Ohhh Shit!” she screamed and came all over my face.“That was so good gig. You did so well you deserve a...reward.” She took my dick into her hand and sat me in the chair. She started to squeeze my balls and cock and she asked” Did you like that gig? Do you want to do it again?”“Yeahhh I want to do it again. I liked it.”“I want to do other things too gig, like my mom does to dad. I want you to lick and taste my butt. He never thought she'd need protection from those she loved, and who loved her.With the poem written, he peeled his kimono off his shoulders. Somo placed Takashi's katana on the floor mat between his master and the body of his master's wife before taking his ceremonial place behind him.Takashi chose Nahtsuki as his focus, staring into her unseeing eyes. His wakizashi, or short sword plunged into his side, slicing across his abdomen in a left-to-right motion. Nahtsuki became aware of what was. "Oh! Fuck, Michelle! I'm going to cum!"Maybe it was my vigorous wanking technique, but this boy was about to blow. So to speak. It had been a relatively short time since we began and Ritchie wasn't for holding back. I enveloped his crimson dome with my mouth and sucked hard. Ritchie's short quick thrusts hitting the back of my throat. Ritchie's groans were guttural. It was difficult to suck and wank simultaneously for fear of punching my own chin. A problem my wife Linda has when 'doing' me. A. She was in heaven. She began to thrust.This made Eddie shoot his sperm into the back of her throat. She gulped it down as she came.Jim couldn't believe the effect this was having on him. Seeing and feeling his wife -- another man -- and him. He couldn't hold off any longer and he was soon shooting his load into her body convulsing with love and lust.All three laid together -- arms and bodies entwined.She was jolted back into reality as Jim said, "Eddie's left -- didn't you hear him say goodbye?.