She licked the shaft clean and took it in her mouth. I fucked her face and mouth harder and harder and I came in her mouth hard and she gulped every d...op of it. She opened her mouth and showed that there is nothing left. We smooched again and sucked the lips. I could see from her eyes that she is not done and wanted more and more. I told her that we can clean our parts and come back again. We went to bathroom one by one and cleaned ourselves. We had a glass of juice and were close to each. ..”“She hears voices?” his mother asked.“From time to time and we’ve worked out how to drive them away. That leaves the paranoia. Her paranoia is triggered by the color red. She can’t drink from a red vessel without me taste-testing it first. People wearing red scare her. She knows it’s not rational, but this is the hardest for her to conquer.”“There’s a lot of red out there this time of year,” his mother remarked.“It’s like your sister’s fear of spiders,” his father added.“Yeah,” he replied,. “Fuck, there’s jizz all over,” he added with a small laugh, touching his chest. “I’m like a spitting fountain or something.”Aron laughed, but it was clear that he had serious trouble getting his breathing back to normal.“Spitting fountain? What’s that?”“Like a jumping fountain, only that it’s spitting instead of jumping,” Carter explained.“I suddenly have a weird passion for fountains,” Aron joked. “Sorry I took you by surprise.”“You were horny,” Carter shrugged. “So no sweat. And you know,. I grabbed the strap on and, fumbling all the while, I slipped it around my hips, adjusting it just so. The lube came next; once we started, I didn’t want there to be any reason for us to stop. Matthew looked at me longingly. I could see the anticipation in his eyes. He was so ready for me. Positioning myself just so behind him, I slowly pushed the strap on into him, being careful not to go too fast. He let out a sigh of satisfaction, so I sped up a touch. My hands were positioned on his hips,.