But she just had a craving to be able to reach out and touch Bob in the flesh. Jill, then started to wonder to herself.She thought. "What is Bob's voi...e like? What kind of a walk does he have? What kind of a dresser is he?"Now Jill was feeling a bit aphrensive.She tought. "What am I doing? I'm about to have breakfast with someone that I never met. Never touched. And never seen."But yet, something inside just told her that she had to meet Bob.As Bob came out of the shower. He thought. "Oh, what. Steele grunted and expelled a soft stool. There was a squishy splat, followed by an invisible cloud of pungent odour. He smiled down at her flaring nostrils. But she didn’t cease licking him. Slaves usually never made that mistake twice !He pushed hard, enjoying the spectacular ‘whump’ from below as his guts noisily emptied themselves into the special pan. His toilet was a generous-sized throne. It was set on a raised, carpeted dais, part of his and Carrie’s huge ensuite bathroom. There were. “I think that I’m going to get lucky tonight,” I said.“If you play your cards right you might,” she replied, licking her lips seductively. I could see her nipple bumps under the tank top and her toes slid up my shin. Her toes made my groin tingle.After dinner, we both cleaned up the dishes and then Marissa said, “Take me to bed sailor or lose me forever.” She took my hand and led me up the stairs. Ginger ran by us, ready for bed. Marissa peeled off her tank top just inside of our bedroom door.. His eyes were close.I felt his hand pushed my head down his shaft, I was adding a twist while I sucked hoping that make give him more pleasure. And it did, Mick started to moan louder, so loudthat I thought that the neighbours would hear. I continued to suck and he was also thrusting his cock. I felt that his cock was throbbing and I knew that he was going to cum soon.I tried to pull away but Mick just pushed me down again."Eat my cum," he said.I didn't really have a choice, I felt his load.