”Bitch! But I loved her, her smile telling me this was all just part of a game we were sharing. Just as last night was a game we’d played – with...Daryl, however nice a guy he was, just an extra in a game we marshaled and directed.I knew I’d not last long. Intentionally I’d not allowed myself to cum the night before, knowing that the ‘post-cum’ blues could send me into a spin of melancholy. Such self-control wasn’t easy, seeing and hearing Daryl and Jill cumming so many times, while I struggled. Not much better.“Taylor, where were you and what were you doing?” Mom says, her voice rising.I can feel my agony rising and I start to cry.“What has happened to you? Talk to me.” She says.“Oh, I don’t know Mom, maybe I got brutally fucking raped in my own living room? That would be a good start.” I say and turn to leave the room.I hear her crying behind me and I think I hear an apology before I hit the stairs. I go into my room and fall onto my bed. I cry for a while and then curl up into a. "The average looking woman, Jill, locked onto his torso and stared silently. Her boyfriend bumped her and pressed her to go for it and let Lou join them for the extra thrill of stripping with a stranger. Jill had told him she wanted to expand her shy horizon and Jim was doing it. You can judge for yourself how much of that was a ploy." He's agreed to get naked with us. You're already flushed and obviously, you want to see him naked. I'm willing to let him play with us, but I'd rather you don't. I'm relatively well endowed, seven inches on a really good day. She teased the tip with her tongue making it involuntarily convulse. Her soft hands cradled my balls as she started to go deeper on me. After a minute I felt her start to deep throat. After she got me down there and I was sure she could take it, I placed my hands on the back of her head and started throat fucking her. That wamp wamp sound started becoming more and more audible, I stopped when she spit out all over my balls trying.