I was shitting and Parth was sucking my cock. What a start to the morning!!Trust me, my shit does not smell roses. Obviously, there was that dirty sme...l all around of my shit and farts. Even I could not bear that smell, but Parth was sitting and sucking amazingly. His mouth was obviously so close to my asshole from where we shit. He was enjoying that. And I was enjoying more than him.I was done shitting and wanted to wash it now.I don’t know how, why and when this ugly thought strike my mind. SPLAT!Jacqui writhed as though in electric shock and bellowed, more in anger than pain, for it was the paddle again."Hey, six is the rule," she said angrily.All went quiet and Queenie said, "Not here. Twelve is the rule here, Jacqui. OK?"After a few moments, "I suppose," said Jacqui."Well?" asked Queenie."Oh, seven, sorry," replied Jacqui, just in time.A hand, Jacqui assumed Queenie's, caressed her arse cheeks again and slid into the crack. Jacqui twisted a little to try to dislodge it, but it. . . .’ She wasn’t what she was asking. He kept one hand on her hip and let the other roam over her, touching as much of her soft skin as he could. He loved her voice, he loved the sounds she made, and he damn well loved the way she tasted. He couldn’t get enough of that, or of the way her body responded to him. I would have chased her across the state, he thought. Relentlessly, he teased her with his tongue and drove her on. He refused to change his pace or rhythm even when she began to plead. I rolled over on my stomach, and he got on top of me. He told me to spread my cheeks and I did. The next thing I knew, he had that 7 ½ dick of his laid out in the crack of my ass, and he started humping me. It was kind of a weird sensation, I didn’t really get much out of it, other than a tickle in my asshole as his meat rubbed over it, Anton finally shot a load of slimy cum all over and in the crack of my ass. When he was done, I wiped myself clean with one of my socks. Anton rolled over on.