I sat on the floor with my legs spread out. I began to slip my fingers in my wet pussy. I let out a light moan. I took off my thong and removed them a...ay. Ridding my skirt up I then spread my legs further apart. I stuck 3 fingers into my wet cunt. I was careful not to be heard. I didn’t want to get caught.I watched as Antonio began to eat Maria’s pussy. Her pussy was so wet. It just dripped. A fucking dripping cunt. Antonio licked up and down, his tongue worked on her pussy very skillfully and. One of many eccentrics populating the underground landscape. This had been especially true since the mental institutions began closing and cutting back staff. The coffeehouse had also become a refuge for broken people who were screwed by the system yet again with the surrender of their hospital beds in return for an empty life on the streets. At first Amanda and her friends reacted to these 'new' people with fear. But, some friendships were cultivated there out of mere curiosity. One night, the. I cooked a large breakfast which was bolted down with remarkable speed. With a second cup of coffee finished and the dirty dishes of last night and this morning’s breakfast cleaned away, we tidied up the sitting room replacing the blankets in the bedrooms and the rugs where they belonged. Doing their fair share of all the chores but still dressed only in their birthday suits, the boys made a game of the whole business. Often coming up behind me and giving me a bear hug, stroking my cock through. My balls slapping your stomach as my cock pounds your cunt, and I fuck you through my orgasm, exploding inside you, filling your sweet pussy with my hot cum. Keep fucking you until my cock starts to wilt, then withdraw, and watch the cum seeping out of your cunt. When you hear my zip again, you will say, “Thank you Master”. You do not move until you hear me leave the kitchen, when the game starts again, and you take your hands off the counter, dress yourself, get a cucumber from the vegetable.