Please take me to your bed.”Standing, i bent over and offered her my hand, pulling her erect and guiding her upstairs. When we stopped beside my bed... i kissed her again and started to unbutton her blouse but she pushed me backwards to sit on the bed and waggled her finger at me. Then she began to give me a little striptease to some unheard music, starting with slowly unbuttoning her blouse. When she discarded it, her breasts stood tall in a bra that only covered the lower portion of her tits. I. I've often tried to eat my own cum in the past, but once the thrill of the orgasm has passed the thought quickly becomes unpleasant. I looked down at my cum soaked hand and slowly brought it up to my mouth. "Look at the camera, Fuckboy!". I did as I was told, and slowly began to lick the pungent load of cum from the palm of my hand. I heard the whirr as Steve zoomed the camera in for a close up of my face as I swallowed the last stringy mouthful. As I looked up at the camera, traces of cum. She went on telling me about what she planned to for the rest of the holidays and the friends she would see, now and then planting small kisses on my tummy. All this time bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet and hugging me tightly. Excited? Just a little. I hadn't planned for her to arrive this early and was still dressed for sleep in my loose fitting boxers, it being warm for this time of the year. My cock had swelled to a chubby as soon as I saw her in her PJ's and was now a full on. ‘It’s time, Shari,’ Julius said, with infinite sadness. ‘Time for what, you fucking freak?’ ‘Time to find out … if you’re capable of purity.’ ‘What the fuck are you talking about? Get me off this fucking table!’ Julius was suddenly at the far end of the table, down by her feet. ‘It’s not a table,’ he explained patiently. ‘It’s an altar.’ The loon. ‘Whatever, fuck, get me off this fucking thing, now!’ The madman climbed up on the altar with her, his eyes bright. He was completely naked, exposing.