I place one flick and you act by rolling your tongue back around mine. i could have gone for hours making out with you and you massaging my cock, but ... got my wits back and knew i had to step it up. i reached down and placed my middle finger on your warm little patch and proceeded to rub it through the fabric. the way i knew this worked is you made a soft moan in my mouth and sped up the rubbing motion of your hand. to match your new pace i placed two more fingers to the finger fucking and. .Thats soooo good!" he moaned as he continued pissing down my throat.I swallowd over and over and over. My belly was filling up fast, but he never stopped. When his flow slowed down he moved back into my throat. He was fucking me again. The taste in my mouth was horrible. My belly was full and bloated. My throat was sore and raw, His cock just tore into it with every vicious stab. "Now we're getting somewhere" he said finally. "Here, I have something to sooth your throat!" I don't know. Like she said we would." Ed answered instead."Well ... someone ... who we suspect has the initials, PH and EH, bought 99 additional tickets and gave them away." This would be untrue," said Seph."Yeah ... we gave away all one hundred tickets. One went to the Gypsies' at home and the rest we passed out on the street ... all except one. We gave the last one to Harold."Harold nodded."Speaking about Harold," she turned to look at him. "Where's the people who own the boat? You called, Harold. Where. ’ The servant walks over to the girl, he stops the machine and pulls it away from her, he takes the glass and using his fingers, tries to get as much of the cum out of the girl’s pussy as he can. Once he has poured as much into the glass as he could get, he walks over to me and hands me the glass. I take the glass, ‘Cheers, here to drinking from the poison chalice.’ Everyone laughs and I take a sip, ‘Interesting taste,’ I say with my first sip. I smell the glass, shake it near my ear and then.