She used to call me deepz. So, while sucking she was saying mmmmm deepz just do what you are doing mmmm yeah ummmmm bite them, please!I just bit them ...ittle hard and she screamed like hell. Slapped me suddenly and then pressed my head in her tits. And then she brought the blanket on top of us and started licking my chest.Gave me a lot off love bites all over my neck, gently she slipped down and touched my penis. Well coming to my penis, it’s not like in the normal stories. I mean not 13 or 10. At the tip, it was a bit shitty but it wasn't much, it didn't reach further than to the first knuckle."At least, we have some of your shit here. Sniff it!"She stuck her finger right before my nose, and I smelled my own shit at her finger, my cock getting hard by the thought of it. She withdrew her finger and smelled it herself."Hmmm, not bad... only too bad you can't shit now."Then, her face lit up, obviously she'd gotten an idea."Well, if you can't - I'm sure I can, and I'll help you out."I. He moaned around that heavy length, trying to bob his muzzle but finding his head locked in place anyway while the stallion thrust, someone else entirely fiddling with the toy under his tail.“I think this can be replaced…”Ben shuddered; the toy pulling. Who was there? They laughed.“Slut clearly doesn’t want it enough.”He groaned, the butt plug sliding out, though the clench of his backside tried to hold onto it for a moment, tight around the neck of it before releasing. Yet he barely had a. If he turned right he would go around to another staircase that led down into the basement where the laundry room was located. The mere thought of the laundry room and his kinky Aunt Ashley made his pecker jump up and down of its own accord. "Allright right it is!" thought Steve to himself.He went down the stairs and at the bottom was the door to the laundry room which was shut. He grabbed the knob and pushed the door open. There on the other side of the room leaning over the washer was his.