”She giggled weakly, still out of breath, and rolled to face me. She kissed me, ignoring where my face had been for the past fifteen minutes or so. ...he real mess was on my chest, anyway. Becky’s juices had soaked me. My chest was wet and, because of the position I was in while I was licking her butt, my thighs and my knees were covered in her juices, too.We lay there, kissing sweetly until all the girl cum she’d sprayed all over the two of us started to get cold. Becky still didn’t want to get. Some of them had already reached the top of the undergarment and was turning it dark blue.Megan wrote at the bottom of the page, "Call me this evening at 6 o'clock with the package next to you and the photo page up and I'll tell you all about it. Do not call a minute before or open the package. If you do, this will be all you get for your birthday. XOXO"The rest of the day was simply torture for Robert. He could hardly concentrate on his work as every few minutes his mind would wonder what his. Since my family members had stopped wearing clothes, even in the longest pause I had something very pleasurable to look at.Richard, by comparison, was the proverbial drying paint. But I remembered why I was doing this, and struggled through.“I’d let them sleep,” he finally answered.I breathed a sigh of relief. He’d landed on the side of the dilemma I’d been hoping for.If I’d done my research right, this was going to make things a whole lot easier.Session 45:“You’re going to fuck. Seeing her sweat, desperate to come, I leaned forward and sucked her swollen clit into my mouth. That was the pebble that broke the dam, as Ashleys legs wrapped around my head and she screamed, loud enough I was worried the neighbors would think she was being murdered, Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! She collapsed onto the bed as her cum sprayed out of her, like a broken water fountain. I eagerly tried to catch all her sweet nectar, as all the while I continued to fist-fuck my beautiful girlfriend. Her.