I want to taste my cum out of your cunt. God, I bet you’re not on birth control. I know sure as fuck you haven’t hit menopause yet. I wonder if we...made a baby.”“Oh, Lord,” Mom groaned. “Sky, this has to stop. You can’t.”“I can.” I winked at her. “Try and stop me, Mommy.”I nuzzled my face into her sticky bush. I licked up my cum from those wonderful strands. I savored the feel of them. They tasted so delicious. I licked again, trembling from the flavor of the thick spunk.My girl-spunk.God, this. When I got there the party was in full swing, music was booming, drinks were downed and people were getting as drunk as they could as quick as they could. I opened the bottle of vodka I brought with me and started playing catch up with the guests already there. I spotted a few of my friends that were there I went over to talk to them. They commented on how hot the girls are, I nodded in agreement, the vodka already clouding my senses. After a while I was chatting to some random girls who had. " He was speaking of the one i posted the day before, the one about the stranger who tied me us, caned my bottom, and ****d my throat. I thought Master would be pleased -- clearly, from his tone of voice, He was not. "I spanked you before, bitch, for being sloppy and inattentive," He continued, but apparently you didn't get the message, bitch." He had not asked for a response, so i said nothing. i tried to look remorseful, although i wasn't sure what i had done wrong. Then i recalled, that i. Two blocks later however, he found himself coughing out his lungs. Thane frantically searched for a hiding spot, the only thing near was a nearly full dumpster behind the local fast food store. Knowing the saying a little too well, beggars can’t be choosers, he dived in and closed the lid. Great thinking friend. There was the voice again, but he was sure he was alone. There was no one even remotely near him and the dumpster had nothing but a pile of leaking garbage bags. He knew it was a.