Game...---...---...--...---...funny, ---...---...---].Manuel wanted to scream, he wanted to tell Carlos that he had invokedsomething horrible, somethi...g that was destroying him, but the words heneeded to do so were beyond him, they swirled at the edge of his mind likephantoms, too few of them left within his reach to assemble anythingbeyond the basest broken fragments of language, unless..."Carlos, I'm not playing a game. Please you have to believe me." Manuelsoftly cried in English, angry at. I dipped the spoon into the contents and transferred it into my open mouth. I closed my mouth and savored it for a second or so. Then I swallowed."That's some good stuff," I said, glancing up at him; and as I did, he smiled back at me, obviously pleased!After that, and because I knew that his sperm was rapidly cooling off now that it lay out in the open air, I hurriedly, no eagerly, spooned it down as fast as I could! I even raised the mostly empty bowl and drank the few remaining drops that. I couldn’t help but let out a moan as I felt him kissing my neck and moving down on to my breast. He hoisted my legs around his waist as I began to grind my hips on him cock. I could feel his budge rubbing against my clit and it was driving me insane. I decided it was my turn to show him a good time. I pulled him over to the sofa and sat him down. I stood in front of him and removed my underwear. I then took his top off over his head and stopped him from touching me, driving him wild! I kissed. Wilfred grabbed for a sword on his nightstand and held it up at the two women. ‘Please do not make me use this.’ ‘Ah, very well.’ replied Lucy. She then let out a giggle that caused Wilfred’s eyes to briefly pop out of their sockets and his hands to grab for his cock. He came just in time before he keeled over onto the bed in a mixture of orgasm, confusion and betrayal.’ ‘So what’s next?’ asked Lucy. ‘Take off his clothes and keep sucking on his cock. Even in a coma we can make him cum over and.