My mother grabbed my other hand.My sister was rubbing the clit of her vagina with her fingers.“Here it comes”, she said. She spreads the spit on m... face with her sweaty wet hand and then sits on it.I couldn’t breath. She rubs her vagina on two times on my face up and down. Now her vagina was right in front of my mouth.“I you don’t drink it all I will sit here until you suffocate”, said she.I had no choice I opened my mouth. The salty taste of her vagina was in my mouth. She cummed in my mouth. Leaning against the opposite wall, he took a moment to regain his composure & catch his breath. Susan was still going strong as he tip toed into the bathroom, wiped himself off and got some Kleenex to clean up the mess he had made in the hallway. "Oh god YEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!" she cried as her orgasm wracked her body with waves of pleasure. Quickly & silently, Peter slipped out of the house and back out to his car.He waited 5 minutes before slamming the car door loudly and making a big scene of. He wasn’t invited. He couldn’t be invited. I hadn’t heard from him since I’d left his hotel room after the vow renewal. No texts, no calls. I’d slowly begun to accept that we were, for want of a better phrase, friends with benefits. Less than that actually, since we were hardly even friends. He was – just – my dad’s friend who I occasionally fucked. Very unromantic, very unfriendly. But if it was so meaningless, then why did five goddamn words make my heart beat faster? And not just that. They. Sven crashed hard onto his side.“Did you think the same trick would work twice?” I asked, advancing, savoring this moment. I would disable him then start killing the women. All but the princess. My Mistress would love to play with her royal beauty. “Huh?”“Maybe...” Sven panted while rolling onto his back. “Getting tripped ... was part of ... my plan.”“I like you,” I said, tightening my grip on my sickle. “Cocky and brash to the end.”Princess AvaThe lamia crashed into me. I gasped as she smashed.