I pulled the liner inside out and wiped it clean. It didn't smell bad so I tasted a little of it to see what it tasted like. It wasn't bad so I tasted...more. I really couldn't tell what it tasted like so I ended up sucking on the liner and was surprised that it really tasted good. Not the strong taste of my own cum. This was a lot milder. I kind of liked it.After the clean up I put it back in the room and went about my business. Later I saw him fucking it again and watched as he humped it all. ..then he told me I was a good little bitch....I was weak and like a wet noodle...this time he began to throat fuck me instead of holding his cock down my throat and I could feel his cock getting harder and harder when all of a sudden he grabbed the back of my head, arched his back and an enormous flow of hot cum began to pulsate out of his cock and down my throat. I swallowed and swallowed but some of it poured out of my mouth....I fell flat down on the mattress.Suddenly heard a guy say ". When dad came back to the table he asked were they had gone, outside i said il go see if there finished and off i went. When i got outisde there was no one around but i could hear two people around the corner so i went to check it out, when i looked around at first i couldnt see anyone but then i saw two shadows near a big skip (bin), It was Jay and he had my slut mom up the wall, her skirt was hiked up to her waist her pants between her ankles and Jay’s bare ass pumping in and out as his cock. "You're welcome. Back to your tasks then." "Yes, m'am." Stacy smiled and this time it was clear she curtsied, a slight one. She had grabbed the hem of her skirt and lifted it so more flesh was visible. The pulsating heat, the familiar sign of lust breaking through inhibitions, grew stronger between Claire's legs. Around 3 p.m. the force was so strong that Claire took a break and went for a walk around the block. She had considered a trip to the restroom for a little bit of privacy. Some of the.