You fed and clothed me. You guarded and protected me, and in the end you had to kill a man to shield me. You did all that despite my being a constant ...itch – a selfish, spiteful bitch. I never thanked you or appreciated you, and in return for everything you did for me, I got you hurt so badly – tortured and maimed – and yet I still felt it more important to sort out my feelings than to talk to you. How could you ever forgive all that? I’m an awful person. Even my psychiatrist thinks so, I’m. Don't stooooppppp!" As I felt her inner muscles clamp down hard on my shaft, I let fly with my own ejaculate. Her eyes flew open, as I spewed inside her, and it seemed as if her orgasm doubled in intensity.Spent, worn out, and tired, I collapsed behind her, and soon fell back to sleep.I woke a few hours later to the feel of soft lips against my own. Smiling, I opened my eyes to see Gina's Hazel eyes looking back at me. The memory of my crumbling resolve, and all the wrongs I'd done her came. She devoured the buggers and pulled them well into her warm 'cavern' of her mouth sucking and releasing and then setting her hot lips and tongue into tantalising action!!!!! As the voracious appetite of the sexy slut was going to work on my heavy spunk filled bollocks continued Jim was starting to enjoy the heavy rich taste of his and my cum which by now was escaping in torrents from the big bitches love holes he fairly lapped at her love lips sucking and nibbling away and feasting fanatically. She had given James the name ‘Fluffy. the French Maid.’ His name was Fluffy because Fluffy’s daily task was to be a fluffer for approximately 25 women in the area. Fluffy would go in and suck a guy’s cock until that guy was hard. And then turn him over to the female in the room for sex. Aside from all this fluffing, James also had a daily group of Indian guys that he would suck off and guzzle their cum. Actually, any guy from India, Bangladesh, or Sri Lanka would get his cock.