I didn't know what they were gonna do but they all started jerking off around me and they shot their cum in the bowl although a lot of it hit my face....After about 20 minutes, my face was a filthy cum covered mess and the bowl was half full of sperm. That's when I was told to drink it all down and that if I puked, there would be hell to pay and they pointed at the bucket full of my piss!I lifted the bowl to my chin and let the slippery gooey cum pour into my mouth. I had so much in there I. “Well, most of me is relaxed. However, darling you know darn well what your touch does to me.”“I see, well Marcus, its time to do your front side.”“How’s about we skip that and get down to fucking again?”I laughed. “Not yet.”“Aw, come on sugar, don’t torture me like this.”“Oh, but I love tormenting you like this.”I ignored his pleas. I began at his feet again working upwards. This time rubbing between his legs more, and brushing my hands against his sex. My movements slow, on purpose. My pussy. Randy was a motorcycle enthusiast, although he didn't own one, and hadn't even been on one, until I offered to let him ride behind me on mine. The voice had directed me to where Randy was shooting baskets with a couple of his friends, at an elementary school near his house. I stopped for a while and watched them shoot around for ten minutes or so, before they invited me to play with them. We chose up sides, and Randy and I wound up as teammates. The voice gave me enough basketball skill so that. Then I realized that she looked vaguely familiar, and I realized that she could be Sarah's twin. I started to move forward, to hold my babies, but with a glance, she stopped me.She said, "There is a problem. You took too long getting here, and their bodies began to depend on each other too much. Separating them has now caused more damage to them than I can repair on my own".So what do we do now? If you can't do it on your own, who can?She replied, I do not have the power left to repair the.