"I know I want something from you," she said. "I just don't really understand what I'm feeling. I'm still pretty blocked." "What do you want from me?"...Jasper asked, barely concealing his own flaring hunger. Sienna's eyes darted down to Jasper's crotch, where she could see the clear outline of a now fully erect dick. "I want to feel," she said, not quite meeting Jasper's piercing black gaze. A catch in her voice developed as she continued, "I want to feel what you feel," she said, the lust in. She must have realized that everyone was looking at her in amazement which must have made her react even more strangely to us. "Well," she said, "what's so funny about my asking that? You've all been doing everything else, so why can't I be curious about how it would feel too? Why can Sandra do it, and we can't? If Jimmie can lick each one of us, why should Sandra be the only one who gets to do that?"Somehow, I sensed that if she kept talking, she would eventually talk herself out of the idea.. Now, you have to clean it! I don’t want that to fall on the bed and stain the sheets.’ He picked up it with only his mouth, and he even chewed against my skin, giving me a small shiver, and upon swallowing, he washed the area of impact with his lips and tongue, commenting me: ‘You taste so good!’ But he left my apartment that same dawn, to change into some clean clothes to go to work. Friday finally arrived, and after checking with the boss that there would not be any pending work, I decided. Only a fat African mother of nine had ever taken it all, and then only because Art's father had payed her to do it. She moaned like a dying cow the whole time and had shit herself from the pain. She said later that it was like giving birth again. Not such a pleasant memory. Not like Terri at all. Art looked up into Terri's expectant face and said "I would like to put him up your silky pussy again. It squeezes me most wonderfully." Terry reached back to Ben to take the lube he had ready. Ben.